Fatal Rhyma - I got 5 on it (freestyle) | Текст песни

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• Fatal Rhyma
• I got 5 on it (freestyle)

Im from N-town, who's NEXT?
Nigguh, fuck over BLAST
Cuz when I blend my cup
And I smoke up in my CHEST
I got 5 on it, homie
And you know this, how we DO
You kno Im keep it trill
When Im jammin n Im SCREW
Im 13th like a postal,
U can neva be like me
No matter how ruff,
No matter how G,
Cuz ya kno Im keep it real
When Im crippin n Im crowin
And these nigguhs think they got me
Cuz their partnas steady mobbin
My nigga think again
Maybe TAKES AN IMPRESS
The prince of fuckin trill
Cuz I put it to the test
But ya can't test me
Cuz Im gonna not like that
If u wanna think different
Den u'd betta whatchu back
Don't give me HYPE
Or I kill ya maybe DROWN
Gotta 9 millimeter, homie
I don't pull you round
So neva judge me,
Cuz I do this shit fo fun
But Im still hottest nigguh from tha N-town!
(But Im still hottest nigguh...)