Ain’t No Love Freestyle

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DJ Drama - Rap, Dirty South

Ain’t No Love Freestyle

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[Intro: DJ Sense & Killer Mike] Shouts out Texas, man (Trendsetter) This called The Killer Trendsetter Sense, Killer Mike Bringin' you that Gangsta Grillz freestyle My nigga Drama (Trendsetter), Cannon All the Affiliates crew, man Jamont, Mox, JC (Trendsetter) Let's get it (Gangsta Grizzillz) You don't think I hear about what you niggas speak about The truth is like water, motherfucker, it stay leakin' out (Yeah) Watch who you be talkin' 'bout, 'less blood be leakin' out (Gangsta Grizzillz) Let me explain to you lames what I be about Once again, it's The Killer, man, Trendsetter Sense Affiliates Killer, let 'em know [Verse 1: Killer Mike & DJ Sense] You don't think I hear about what you niggas speak about The truth is like water, motherfucker, it stay leakin' out (Yeah) Watch who you be talkin' 'bout, 'less blood be leakin' out (Cannon) Let me explain to you lames what I be about My pedigree is that of one who sold crack When niggas wore silk shirts, Jordache, and drove 'Lacs Allow me to date mine so you will respect mine Talkin' 'bout '87, '88, 8-9 My Filas tied tight, think I'm lame? Take mine Guarantee your bitch ass will take 9 Y'all niggas rap good, y'all niggas rap hood Never seen you niggas unwrappin' crack in the hood Never seen you niggas sippin' Cisco in Charles' Disco Talkin' hard, soundin' real bitch, though Never seen you in that Marco's Disco Ask your older brother 'bout me, I OG [Interlude: Killer Mike] Ayy, Drama, the drama's officially on, man It's a lot of niggas been jumpin' on your tape lyin' like a motherfucker I'm me, nigga, I'm Killer Mike, motherfucker I'm that nigga that was rentin' out, nigga Holla at me, nigga Jellybeans, nigga Graffitis and Six Flags, motherfucker Charles' Disco, nigga The Silver Fox, nigga I'm talkin' 'bout everything in front of the 55 now I'm grown, nigga [Verse 2: Killer Mike] When you was in your PJs watchin' Cartoon Network I was networkin', learnin' how to serve wet work Learnin' how to flip-flop, whip up and rerock When you bought your first 25, I had three Glocks Don't believe me, homie, go and ask your step-pops How Killer Mike served Now and Later rocks Fiends smoke some now, then smoke some later Fuck beam me up, Scotty, they was seein' Darth Vader When you was in your bedroom scared of Darth Vader I was Starter jacketed out, nigga, Oakland Raiders Leavin' Hightower Station on my way to Decatur With twenty niggas deep like some motherfuckin' players [Outro: Killer Mike] Alright, nigga I'll go back to motherfuckin' '87, first year rollin' rock, nigga If you started rollin' rock after 9-5 You was not rollin' motherfuckin' rock, nigga And that's real, before it was sellin' crack, nigga Before it was called motherfuckin' hustlin' and trappin', nigga I'm talkin' 'bout rollin' rock, nigga I was a roller, motherfucker Still am, nigga That's right, Killer Killer the crack dealer This me, nigga, holla at me, nigga Question the pedigree, nigga What hood you from, nigga? What zone you from, nigga? If you from outside the motherfuckin' metro, know this, nigga If you ain't from a zone, your ass ain't from my home, nigga A-Town, nigga, you see it, Westside, motherfucker I dare you niggas to question this shit again, nigga I got a hundred and eighty bars of just how official I am, nigga And that's before I start tellin' you how I been official, nigga Next time y'all niggas speak my name ill, you better be

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  • Killer Mike