Smash Time Radio SHADE 45 Freestyle

Lyrics

[Verse] I'm about my mill, you ain't got my mail? [?] cracked like a lobster tail Let go the chrome, for I XO your dome You ain't gangsta, you play Rambo like Sylvester Stallone New guys I laugh at ya, the 9 mac'll clap at ya It'll feel like a line backer tackled ya The game circus mode, bunch of clowns in love Y'all minds might as well go work for [?] Dipset you people, respect the eagle Or your chest'll get wrecked, and left see through Boy, when they bust the thing, boy, when they dump the thing It'll sound like Dr. Dre on a drum machine As for rap, I say with fire No disrespect, but I've been going for the throne before Jay retired Shout to Game in L.A., shout to T.I., the A Every G in the game doing his thing Man I sit on blocks, I pitch on blocks I'm the shit, you're not, no shit, Sherlock Holmes the clip and the 5th and the 5th on cocked Say something, and the 5th on pop I kid y'all not I ain't no joke, I ain't no game Won't you lames go kick on rocks I'm used to the good coke, I'm used to the bad coke I'm used to using a tool to get through to these assholes I'm used to receiving numerous cash flows Numerous bad hoes, yeah movin' they ass slow [?] not a chump and a follower You forgot, guess what, I'm the one that's reminding ya You a joke look I'm hah hahin' yah Laughing, fucking liar I'm not buying the shit you talking Why? Why? Cause I hear the shit too often nigga I'm from a hood where it ain't all good there Especially now that Bush there When it comes to selling [?] my resume speaks Every shorty puts in 24/7 day weeks Niggas will come for, niggas will run for My coke, cause my O's look like sponge balls Round and right Oh yeah I'll kill a hood in the day, and drown the town at night (All praise the great one) Till the day my grave come Or till the day a cop rave and their cage come You chumps is behind man, I'm stuck to my grind man Worse than pancakes when they get stuck to the frying pan [?], I keep the [?] You'll get wet and left on the wall like a poster Now, you can ever get dealt some fire Or do us all a big favor, and set yourself on fire Now when the four-fifth explodes, all in your clothes You'll be walking like you was born pigeon toed I know niggas that'll aim at you And bang till you living in the dark like cave men do