quick freestyle
You know I’m mobbin with the Ogs, sitting low in the 64, pull out the uzi, click clack pull it back, hear that clap, then all you see is black, you best believe I’m a menace, facing a 25 year sentence,paying my penance, all for that red rag I’m wearing, reppin that hard nigga shit, pop in another clip, nigga you better not be trying to sell that baking soda to me, I’ve been pushing weight since 1998, on the streets of Montreal, fo real, I got the steel if you wanna step, after I drop you I say next, got a faster trigga finger then the nigga tex, hold up, let me light this dutch, and pull the clutch, drifting corners in the tuner I stole, walk up in the club and drop a grand for that bitch on the pole, that’s the Og way, the way the bodacious plays, talk shit get sprayed, if you a homie come smoke dis haze.
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