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free slumlord freestyle (intro) - jimmy wopo lyrics

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[spoken intro]
aight i’ma set it off like this check it
f-ck what you’re sayin’ aight?
chauncey n-ggas don’t be playin’ aight
n-ggas best to stay in when the ratched get to sprain’ aight
got n-ggas playin’? i’ll show up where they lay at night
with the k – slay at night
play ‘em like i’m [?] aight
start the regime, keep the hard in your team
go at n-ggas full steam like it’s part of the scheme
check it
my neck shinin’ like [?]
i use n-ggas for target practice when i’m exercising my index
accepting collections and cheques
i separate the real from the roaches like i master the insects
[?] from my group stackin’ cream ‘bout to scoop
my troops eatin’ lobster and your team got a soup
while you was on the stoop n-gga, i was in the coupe countin’ loot
gettin’ higher than lebron on the hoop
my flows elite, jimmy wopo
you woke a beast, whole brick broke a piece
[?]
“this is a call from pennsylvania state correctional inst-tution
this call is a subject to recording and monitoring”
i put n-ggas underground like [?] devil
38 special with an infrared specle
got dot on your face it’s not a freckle
rip to bucky, my big bro
and wall-e g, when ya n-ggas left i lost a part of me
stay clear, chauncey drive n-ggas don’t play fair
pop up on you n-ggas like grey hair
50 cal hittin’ like [?]
pocket full of xanies and the [?] they taste
i’ll blow your brains out like candle on a birthday cake, dumb n-gga
i’m a boss, you’sa bum n-gga
come n-gga, i keep a chopper with a drum n-gga
plum n-gga, chauncey drive’s where i’m from n-gga
i was on the streets when you ain’t had a crum n-gga
i go do bread like a pizza cutter
i spread [?] like it’s peanut b-tter
my n-ggas greedy got to feed their hunger
so i weight it and i whip it
bake it and i flip it
shake it and i mix it
break it and i fix it
make it and i split it
take it and i give it
i spend it and i live it n-gga
you n-ggas sniffin’ dope, nose is all they trip
i’m focused on a flip, servin’ smokers on the strip
i hustle for the bag just to blow it on a whip
for folks that wanna trip, i keep toasters on the hip
so cancel christmas, my whole team’s grinches
i be in the trenches, tool built with the wrenches
hoes wanna clench us, hoes wanna drench us
snitches givin’ info to the po’s tryin’a pinch us
little piece of mustard
plus i be f-ckin’ with some n-ggas we can trust
gas p-ss you n-ggas in the foreign keep the dust
we finish whole pies and you n-ggas keep the crust
never go out the circle with the sh-t that we discuss
real n-ggas don’t fall under pressure we adjust
keep the breeze on our knees, so just when i need to bust
shorty think that we in love but truth is we in l-st
‘cause all we do is thrust on the hush
and you can get with special [?]
whoever touch his bank, must be spanked
[?] lords never losin’ the touch
i still roll that fruit in the dutch
n-gga, i still make a move in the clutch
break your leg, now you usin’ a crutch
you do the most n-gga, i don’t do much
it’s not difficult, you n-ggas still [?] tryin’a fill the vault
you [?] everybody else n-gga it’s your fault
2017 sh-t

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