Uh
Let me hit my Hyde real quick you know I don't smoke no weed
(They'll slide for it)
Uh
Freedom
Look
A-way I throw it up like its vomit in my system
Rugby ave until I die I wrote that vow without a pencil
Every nigga that's around me count the bodies they official
Genocide to homicide bitch I won't ride without my pistol
Think we playing we gone burn him
Like a opp inside a swisher
Get away thats good luck
But if I find him Ima fix him
Ima lion in these jungles
All my shotta's they gorillas
Gang banging red flagging
Putting prices on these niggas
Let these pussy niggas try i bet i'm sliding with extendeds
I'm the number one contender when im sliding its a mission
30 Shots inside this clip I up that fire and get a vision
Its like 007 golden eye i'm never missing
Streets made me drugs raised me bitch came up from the trenches
Where we beat on pussy niggas never raised my hand at women
Fake news story fake got my face all in it spinning
Tell the anchor suck a dick and pray my case still get acquitted
God got me I ain't tripping
Shit I still be in that trap house
Serving great white I put them sharks inside a black out
Heard the streets was talking they said Kammy had that Mac out
Im frontline and center when its beef I never back out
But tell the streets i'm winning
Hit my block my windows tinted
Bitch i'm taxing all my prices Uncle Sam my competition
Hold the heat for oppositions
Gave my G's a proposition
I stand 10 toes down they bow to feet for my position
You ain't hustling like I hustle can't take the heat get out the kitchen
I pulling KOD's like if its open house admission
You ain't ballin like I ball i'm hitting 3's without a pivot
Only time you see a flop is when these shots get detrimented
Gangway bitch I throw it up
3.5 Of loud I tell my babygirl to roll it up
And pray to god she smoke it up
Cause I be in these streets on drama time bitch I got smoke enough
But we gone smoke these niggas if they head and chest start poking up
I raw dog these streets all you pussy niggas safe sex
Estro type of niggas all y'all missing is the latex
The trap house jumping hit my block we in the streets
A-way we serving jays and they just glad a nigga free
We just glad a nigga free
Freedom
Freedom
Free
Trap Gang
Whoa
Cashwitus Pooh - Freedom Lyrics
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English
Uh
Let me hit my Hyde real quick you know I don't smoke no weed
(They'll slide for it)
Uh
Freedom
Look
A-way I throw it up like its vomit in my system
Rugby ave until I die I wrote that vow without a pencil
Every nigga that's around me count the bodies they official
Genocide to homicide bitch I won't ride without my pistol
Think we playing we gone burn him
Like a opp inside a swisher
Get away thats good luck
But if I find him Ima fix him
Ima lion in these jungles
All my shotta's they gorillas
Gang banging red flagging
Putting prices on these niggas
Let these pussy niggas try i bet i'm sliding with extendeds
I'm the number one contender when im sliding its a mission
30 Shots inside this clip I up that fire and get a vision
Its like 007 golden eye i'm never missing
Streets made me drugs raised me bitch came up from the trenches
Where we beat on pussy niggas never raised my hand at women
Fake news story fake got my face all in it spinning
Tell the anchor suck a dick and pray my case still get acquitted
God got me I ain't tripping
Shit I still be in that trap house
Serving great white I put them sharks inside a black out
Heard the streets was talking they said Kammy had that Mac out
Im frontline and center when its beef I never back out
But tell the streets i'm winning
Hit my block my windows tinted
Bitch i'm taxing all my prices Uncle Sam my competition
Hold the heat for oppositions
Gave my G's a proposition
I stand 10 toes down they bow to feet for my position
You ain't hustling like I hustle can't take the heat get out the kitchen
I pulling KOD's like if its open house admission
You ain't ballin like I ball i'm hitting 3's without a pivot
Only time you see a flop is when these shots get detrimented
Gangway bitch I throw it up
3.5 Of loud I tell my babygirl to roll it up
And pray to god she smoke it up
Cause I be in these streets on drama time bitch I got smoke enough
But we gone smoke these niggas if they head and chest start poking up
I raw dog these streets all you pussy niggas safe sex
Estro type of niggas all y'all missing is the latex
The trap house jumping hit my block we in the streets
A-way we serving jays and they just glad a nigga free
We just glad a nigga free
Freedom
Freedom
Free
Trap Gang
Whoa
Let me hit my Hyde real quick you know I don't smoke no weed
(They'll slide for it)
Uh
Freedom
Look
A-way I throw it up like its vomit in my system
Rugby ave until I die I wrote that vow without a pencil
Every nigga that's around me count the bodies they official
Genocide to homicide bitch I won't ride without my pistol
Think we playing we gone burn him
Like a opp inside a swisher
Get away thats good luck
But if I find him Ima fix him
Ima lion in these jungles
All my shotta's they gorillas
Gang banging red flagging
Putting prices on these niggas
Let these pussy niggas try i bet i'm sliding with extendeds
I'm the number one contender when im sliding its a mission
30 Shots inside this clip I up that fire and get a vision
Its like 007 golden eye i'm never missing
Streets made me drugs raised me bitch came up from the trenches
Where we beat on pussy niggas never raised my hand at women
Fake news story fake got my face all in it spinning
Tell the anchor suck a dick and pray my case still get acquitted
God got me I ain't tripping
Shit I still be in that trap house
Serving great white I put them sharks inside a black out
Heard the streets was talking they said Kammy had that Mac out
Im frontline and center when its beef I never back out
But tell the streets i'm winning
Hit my block my windows tinted
Bitch i'm taxing all my prices Uncle Sam my competition
Hold the heat for oppositions
Gave my G's a proposition
I stand 10 toes down they bow to feet for my position
You ain't hustling like I hustle can't take the heat get out the kitchen
I pulling KOD's like if its open house admission
You ain't ballin like I ball i'm hitting 3's without a pivot
Only time you see a flop is when these shots get detrimented
Gangway bitch I throw it up
3.5 Of loud I tell my babygirl to roll it up
And pray to god she smoke it up
Cause I be in these streets on drama time bitch I got smoke enough
But we gone smoke these niggas if they head and chest start poking up
I raw dog these streets all you pussy niggas safe sex
Estro type of niggas all y'all missing is the latex
The trap house jumping hit my block we in the streets
A-way we serving jays and they just glad a nigga free
We just glad a nigga free
Freedom
Freedom
Free
Trap Gang
Whoa
Writer: Kameron Lewis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid