FREESTYLE 4

Lyrics

[Intro] (Seal Team 6, nigga) (ARP Jody) (Free all the Seals) (Yeah) [Chorus] I'll tear your hood up and put shit down When I jump out this whip better hit the ground Stand over a nigga, fill him up with rounds I ain't doing no dissing, man these niggas clowns I work with that P, I love how it sound I'll whack a nigga if he out of bounds I'll whack a nigga if he move funny Put a bitch on his line, he a damn dummy Put a bitch on his line, she gon' play her part Man it's too many strikers, we moving smart The Feds on dick, got to change my car It's a new dead opp, it's a new bar Hit him with some shit, make his ass a star He tried to run from that switch, he ain't getting far He tried to run from that switch and I'm getting close Got the G with the switch, I ain't fucking with ghost [Verse] I don't tote on my waist, I come out the coat Try to spin on the 6, I bet your ass float Try to spin up the 6, I bet your ass sink I'm tapping that blatt and I ain't even blink I'm sliding on shit like I'm at the rink I just go through, I don't even think I just go through, I just like to paint I'm scoring on drank, just caught me a pint Hit him with this 30, I don't even fight Bro smoking on Slatt on his dumbass bike How the fuck he dissing? He ain't even tight I'll run through your hood putting shit on ice I'll run through your hood and I'm looking sweet I'm chasing niggas down, I don't shoot on my knee Jump out quick and wet a nigga tee I crept up on him, he ain't even see Get hit with that .300, sting like a bee I'm the one that's chasing niggas, know it's me Nigga had slipped, tell him to pick up his feet Two niggas got cracked, man you niggas look weak He was just stuck now he in my sheet When we fuck up the Park we be coming too deep We was torching shit, had to spin for a week Can't ride with Boof if you ain't got no B [Chorus] I'll tear your hood up and put shit down When I jump out this whip better hit the ground Stand over a nigga, fill him up with rounds I ain't doing no dissing, man these niggas clowns I work with that P, I love how it sound I'll whack a nigga if he out of bounds I'll whack a nigga if he move funny Put a bitch on his line, he a damn dummy Put a bitch on his line, she gon' play her part Man it's too many strikers, we moving smart The Feds on dick, got to change my car It's a new dead opp, it's a new bar Hit him with some shit, make his ass a star He tried to run from that switch, he ain't getting far He tried to run from that switch and I'm getting close Got the G with the switch, I ain't fucking with ghost