i Shot Ya freestyle

King Los

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[Intro] Niggas know what I do, when I When I jump on this shit man Los... it's the king [Verse 1] Yo Last year I ain't even have a deal (go) Last month I made half a mil (flat) Last week I made ya girl grab her heels (work) Fuck a bitch and pop half a pill (go) Do you hoe I'm doin' mine (go) Stare so hard she goin' blind She keep her tongue out, and her legs spread I bet her zodiac, is a Jordan sign (work) Hold up, slow down (slow down) Niggas actin like they really want me go ballistic I'mma Load up, whole round (whole round) Turn a nigga into jelly when I hit him in the biscuit like Roll up (roll up), get it? Roll up? Biscuit? Jelly? Roll up? Fuck 'em, roll up Something, potent, OG, Los a, motha-fuckin', OG, hoes be All on my dick (my dick), all in my section (my section) Only love I have for them (got for them), is called an erection Oh yes we leave a bitch nigga where they see fish swim Chrome on his lip like a deep dish rim Treat a nigga like a Maserati, hop out in Cavalli Tell her pop another molly, make her hop in my Denali, prolly Cop it Nevada, then we chop it out in Cali Get it poppin' at the Ramada with models from the valley We in here, so deep (deep), y'all niggas look like ass for real Pussy niggas get cleaned up, like we load them mags with Massengill (uh) Load that MAC lay back and chill, roll that sack then pass the kill like... [Bridge] I'm uncomfy 'round you niggas Cause I'm fuckin' all of yo' bitches When she see me ballin' them sixes So fly, so fly, so fly So fly, so fly, so fly [Hook] And you ain't slung no birds You ain't neva slung no birds (x2) You ain't hug no curb You ain't neva hug no curb (x2) You ain't shave no eigth You ain't neva shave no eigth (x2) I break shit down, say I got a bath salt flow Run nigga save yo face (whatup) [Verse 2] You with your crew, and they talkin' shit And you talkin' shit, but you stayin' behind 'em I'm becoming king, and that became a problem You lame I'm violent, you tamed and silent Your dame got brain like insane asylums Crazy as shit, so maybe that shit Is almost as good as that trade for Bynum You trade, I'm buyin em', they afraid I'm climbin' Like two rollies at one time Two hoes with me dumb fine Ooo don't tempt me my girlfriend had Two-door Bentleys unsigned Frontline, frontline All my soldiers dumb biased... And all y'all hoes just come by us... Your girl and her girlfriend said you can come buy us... So your girl still behind the catcher like umpires Hold up, roll up (You a nasty nigga), bitch so what? Getcha dough up, broke ass niggas make me throw up Black Lamborghini doors go up Fuck around and come around I run the town I spun around your Block twice just to scoop your mothafuckin' hoe up, know what? No bucks, no cuts, no cheese, coca No fella no bread and no lettuce? No luck No look, magic, no look, tragic No look, yola, yo look, so shook No hook, this time, niggas is so shook Cuz you need a notebook, I do this with no book.... [Outro] Wow... that shit is crazy