lirik lagu maybach macho - talk of the street freestyle
[intro]
(rundown, rundown)
(every opp shot, rundown)
(grinch, grinch)
[verse 1]
try to blitz if its over (grinch)
only ripks that i jack is my rollaz (grinch, grinch)
we be smoking on jah loc shoulder (jah loc)
when i’m on [?], gotta keep a boulder (poppa)
i’m the talk of the streets, don’t get shot for thinking sh~t sweet (bow bow)
don’t get shot for dissing on the bee (bow bow)
if you talkin’ brazy, better keep your g (bow bow bow)
better keep your pole
i’m in harlem looking for the oz (oyk)
baby bzz what? that sh~t cold (baby bzz what?)
renegade bees, n~gga you not my bro (suck my d~ck)
n~gga you not my mans
n$u, never switch on the plan
grinxhset, i’m tryna’ run up these bands
if you got a problem, you can meet the tan (graah graah boom)
you can meet the gun
freeman, 4zz, spinnin’ for fun (spinnin’ for fun)
don’t got the g, he get cut (he get cut)
if you from our sides, bdk is a must (bdk is a must)
v had went out to the dust (to the dust)
leeky and blaxk got hit with a slug (hit with a slug)
poppa went out to the dеuce couldn’t~
mdotty got shot in his leg, couldn’t run (mdotty got shot in his leg, couldn’t run, evеry opp shot)
he couldn’t get low, n~ggas be mad i ain’t jacking no 4zz (i ain’t jacking no 4zz)
hop out the v, put some holes in his clothes
beam with the flash, made him panic and froze (graah graah boom)
[verse 2]
like n~gga what happened?
n~ggas be mad that i’m renegade makkin’ (ewok)
dissin’ on bro, how the f~ck can i jack it? (ewok)
kreep, kreep, say it back, i’ma clap it (kreep, bow bow)
i don’t do this for fashion
talkin’ on bro, i’ma pack him (kod k)
freshy, died with his pole, sh~t was tragic (freshy)
if that was me, i would’ve caught a basket (freshy)
i would’ve caught a hit, i’m on college with the 30ripks (280 k)
joppy, came out the crib and got spliffed (280 k)
with a renegade loc, tryna up it and fl!ck (280 k)
opp thot from the dale, she tryna do the d~ck
no, i can’t cuff, i’ma pass it to twin (bdk)
after i f~ck, she get kicked out the crib
i ain’t tryna kiss, babygirl give me lips
[verse 3]
babygirl, give me throat (throat)
ds on my body, i told her to tote (told her to tote)
somiller dead, i mix him w the tote (somiller, somiller, somiller)
n~gga, suicide bop, put the g to your dome
talkin’ on emma, so roll up the so
loyalty, no i cannot break the code (graah, graah)
talk on my deads, i ain’t deading no smoke (graah, graah)
i ain’t ducking no beef, i’m tryna ball (i’m tryna ball, word to my deads)
i’m tryna hoop, 2 deep on the dale (graah graah), tryna practice a move
i’m with k with the wokk, that’s my baby oot (that’s my baby oot)
tj, carti, beat out they shoes (beat out they shoes)
oh that’s sh~ggy, why you leaving scoob?
punch, kick, left with a bruise
hilltop k, we gave n~ggas the woo (hilltop k)
tryna push up on me, i’ma up it and boom (hilltop k, n~gga, suck my d~ck, n~gga, 17 on my f~ckin jersey, n~gga)
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