Styles P & Dave East (Part 1) | Funk Flex | #Freestyle111

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[Verse 1: Styles P] They ain't tell you that New York is mine What an awful time, pop his body then toss the nine Don't nobody wanna cross the line, that the Ghost draw I get stoned, you want smoke dog? I flip off like O-Dog Beloved brothers I don't care about them other brothers I clip your older or younger brother But I ain't with the rah-rah life, I'm with the la-la-life Loose shooter on the Baha bike I'm dead wrong, you swear to god I'm right, yeah Fuck with East get your knees broke I run out of bars, I got Belize coke Touch me, I get a shooter to shoot free throws I know big MCs and big kilos Got a old plug that Kiss know Way out of Frisco, coke money from discos Still box like I'm Klitschko, Crawford I still hop out the six-o, awkward I still fit in the mix though Cursed but I still piss with the gift though Yeah the brother is beloved, he ain't never been soft He been rugged, nigga And I been in the mob when these little niggas said they were thuggin', yeah And these niggas said they hard but if you ask me I think these niggas just buggin', yeah, these niggas out of place If they get up in my face I'ma cut 'em, yeah Ill niggas that kill niggas, not a molester, not tryin' to feel niggas Not in the house yeah, I'm in the field niggas Why you lyin', said you a real nigga I got the Tommy, no not a Hilfigher, yeah Cut the shit 'fore I cut your face with a razor that cut the brick Have my homegirl cut your bitch, tell the label to cut the check Or I'll fuck around and bust a clip, yeah Beloved, nigga [Verse 2: Dave East] I blend in with the mobsters like I'm John Gotti Pistol on me take that off, nah, it's an armed robbery Don't be stupid tryin' to disarm, get harmed probably Four-five, skin them niggas heads you'll think they all Nazi Call papi that duffel ready to send Play the ex, Glock on me, hoping they let me in sin Better than them, wool varsity letterman shit Show cash in my pics 'cause they said I'll never get rich Talkin' all that tough shit never thought you'd ever get stripped Actin' like a boujee bitch never thought you'd ever get pimped Goldi in the flesh, but my braids nappy as fuck Illuminati tried to make me a mason, Pappy what's up Cold E riding with me, we packed the back of a truck I found out Dre Mac came home let's run it up Usain Bolt in my aura, 'caine cut by the quarter Range truck just enjoy it, retain it just for the lawyer I used to move that dust like a sandstorm Sold smokers optimus dimes and watched them transform I can triple anything I get my hands on Couldn't hear this shit from nobody, had to be hands on Violate, it's not gonna be a block safe to stand on I'm only back in New York until my tan gone I heard Donald Trump outlawed snitchin' I'm knockin' 2Pac and The Outlawz, chillin', smokin' my own strand All these drums around you think I had my own band No pills, weed and champagne I'm a grown man I heard Eminem album and got inspired I don't talk too much around rappers they might be wired I'm glad they let Kevin Gates out, I don't get tired neither Firebreather, rappers just wanna borrow, goodbye Felicia You're not Rick James, not Prince, you're not Aretha hot Not in my section so don't try to reach 'em They too high to try them, so I try to teach 'em In that shade room y'all been doin' a lot of reachin' I ain't talkin' good music when I say I love designer See Gucci got my heart but sometimes I cheat with Prada Rest in peace Malik and Mugga, I just pray they got in Nicki tried to holla' I'm just tryin' to make my album We dropped out, or the schools put us out No trace like Jimmy Hoffa, know some dudes that can vouch Move out, commando, it's militants in my posture I'm where the water clear you can go get your own lobsters Sauce no pasta, table settings for four mobsters, no nonsence Attitude's obnoxious, got a million ways to get it if you family I had the product in the Camry, sent my momma to Miami I got fed homies and friends that work for Morgan Stanley And Merrill Lynch too, a plug that send a brick through, uh Avianne diamonds on my body crip blue, I push a button Niggas get to cuttin' like they skipped school, woo