Chronz - Shabba Ranks freestyle | Текст песни

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• Chronz
• Shabba Ranks freestyle

I don't strut man, I buss through
Don't like how I move? Man, fuck you
Got a bag of shit here on my list that I must do, mic check, 1, 2
Spit so sharp, hit a mic and I cut through
Just know I don't business
Just know that I'm in this to win this
Viper this game, with my bite I'mma sting this
Flex all over this shit, gymnist
That's how I get down, stick up
Came out of hiding, bang, hiccup
Talking my tale on a tune, real talk
I'mma bring it all up like vomit, sick up
Wavy lyrics like I spit that liquor
You could have cancer but never be sicker
I'mma own shit here, I'mma own this year
It's mine, I ain't ever getting jacked, ripper
I'm coming up, no semi
Best buckle down, get set, get ready
Cleavering through this shit
I’m out to get this like Jason got Freddy
I be that girl not any
Flows don't stop got lyrics, plenty
Bringing that buzz like I don’t give a fuck
It's like I been sipping that MD 20
Think big, I ain't out here tryna flop like a limp dick
So I'll vomit that sickness
Took a little gap, lemme bridge this
Cianna Blaze stamping in her imprint
I don't think I'm just following my instincts
Inflict, nothing but a vibe when I'm in this
So gone, Crimewatch could never get a witness
Spinning stop hype let me rip this bitch switch
I'm bringing that heat in a instant
I been on my shit from an infant
So clued up on the music game
Educated still but I never went to Princeton
Checking out my vibe like
Past so dark, now I'm snatching the lime light
I'm gonna blaze this tune man, I rhyme tight
Mayweather through this shit call it fight night
Just know that I'm badder
Locking it down so tight, no spanner
See what I want, I'm a go go grabber
The humblest girl but the flow's so madder
Spitting out here, no rapper
Bringing that heat, no napper
Guys see girls in a rave, try grab her
Not me, you can't be my lover man, Shabba!

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