Westside Boogie Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #025

Lyrics

[Spoken: Justin Credible, DJ Sourmilk, & Boogie] Yes, yes! L.A. Leakers That's right Justin Credible, Sourmilk! Yeah, that! The west side of Compton has invaded the studio Now we in this jawn! Boogie in here, ready to talk some shit! Live from the west side, let's get to it, man Shady Records! Shoutout the L.A. Leakers. Shoutout to Shady Records, man, shoutout to the world Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's get to it! [Intro: Boogie & DJ Sourmilk] Yo-yo, yo, yeah, whoa Boogie! Woo I said, yo yo, aw man, goddamn oh (ooh) [Verse: Boogie] Come get a stroke of the best I see you holdin' your breath Might just get soaked from the stress Watch me, I flow in the mess, emotional wreck But in this sea of lies, we ain't synchronized Gotta realign, I think we divin' in these DMs Got a nigga really out here sinkin' eyes Shit, I pray my VISA never get declined Don't ever ask me when my cash due I still got problems with my phone bill Shit, I still ain't even paid the past due Yeah, we act new when it's hard times We might walk lines but we tiptoe I try to tell 'em how our hearts died But the dark side got us lit though My weed man still got nicks though He forever sayin' how his phone tapped This pro clubs, been tryna go pro I'm in another league, call it Pro Black Nah, it's four blacks in this hotbox With these cold hearts with like four straps Finna go back to the other side You on borrowed time, nigga, hold that The homie still got these Twitter quotes I say he trippin', really bro, stop it This the land of the fake woke bein' false gods Get you no profit, I ain't sayin' that I'm still poppin' I ain't gotta state the obvious, I got curbed by like three singers Man it's really fuckin' with my confidence You know I'm still up on that Compton shit But we know gang signs, fuck a birth sign I heard there's demons that I can't see I need a LASIK surgeon for my third eye This the worst time but let me surge by and power up They burn my skin, they scar my flesh like "Fuck your album cuz" See when you high up in the sky and you start thinkin' you the plug I'm so eager for rap beef I think that everything is sub You know the drugs leave me impaired, you got that problems but don't care But know that sober up is real when you wake up and they still there I'm never home but I never left (ooh), they full court but they never press I'm the one that get a ref a tech, I'm really Jordaned up in retrospect I need that Nike check, I need a thottie next I need to sell these diamonds from this pressure I'm applyin' next Yo, but like yo address but on the west, this shit just feel different Like let some rapper come and test me, no, I'm still with it We been with it since little children hit the store, split 50 cent with my nigga He dipping in hatred, he chipped him a nigga But I miss him, my nigga West side, west side, west side [Outro: Justin Credible, DJ Sourmilk, & Boogie] Ooh! Wow! Full court but they never press! West side, west side, west side Yeah! Yeah, yeah yeah You hear what Boogie just did, rappers! West side, west side, west When you come to the LA Leakers' show, you gotta bring them real bars Yeah, my man! Boogie, appreciate that, brother Yeah! I appreciate y'all, man, for having me. Thank you You already know, man. Congrats on the new situation Shoutout the LA Leakers. Shoutout to all the ugly people in the world Power 106! #1 for hip-hop! Know that! Yeah! Yeah!