Philly Jam Freestyle

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[Testo di "Philly Jam Freestyle"] [Intro] Flaminio Maphia, yo Yo, where your passport? Where your passport? Where your passport? Where your passport? Show me love, y'all Show me love, y'all Yo, we rarely seen though, check it Get your passport niggas Uh, uh what MC Rude, here we go Uh, feel me Yo, check it, yo [Strofa 1] I've never spit like this before but watch me kick this shit EA niggas over Rome, but with a little twist Not the hood, or the F, or the strip you thinkin' Verbal murder niggas overseas and leavin' 'em leakin' 5 minutеsin the pen and you pussy's impressеd My culture and squad get these bitches undressed While you niggas showin' trans passes to get around My niggas showin' passport, fuck with new ground Wanna beat down? See the drake pound Make y'all haters get down, the most y'all know is the playground Yeah, unplug this MTV, but now mine's is 3D (Check me out) Wrecking and we on stage, please believe we shitty [Strofa 2] Yo, yo, niggas ain't ready to ball So what they come for? Had NBA money but coke brought more First check brought 4 Flip to the azure Postin' the drive like Shak postin' LA Yeah, I own the block and I, I own the Glock Since the Wap and little girls played Hopscotch, yeah 28 years old, we're stocked before the O's I got mad autos and semi-autos So don't catch one, don't catch one 'Cause best believe poo Alan carries a gun [Strofa 3] I represent them Phili niggas, yeah, them Tempoi When we come through, we come through like the Wu I'm killin' y'all, but I'm not fuckin' through Let me tell you about these hoes out here Their ass is large and their skin is clear So all you Phili bitches, take that shit sown You bitches ai't doin'it, not around this town New shit, new shit is about to flow I'm from Illy Phili, I'm from Illy Phili Newshit, new shit is about to flow [Strofa 4] I'm from Illy Phili, we cop clubs, be at your Billy 14th get spotted, up town, ego be hilly Beats posted make your niggas Milli tint on a window Inside Chili AC Vent did a long stint Down south, catchin' hints Crankin' heads, cats, coppers Split, some were shitty, some would gettin' bent Car down, go get clint Keepin' it real, all mysquad cash spent And I get grimey cash, nigga you wanna incite brawls?
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