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hb freestyle (season 3) - mloose (bg) lyrics

[intro: joey clipstar]
sh*t, joey clipstar
hb freestyles, season 3
you already know what we do over here, we don’t need to keep repeating the same things
my guy mloose, bg, wolverhampton
stand up so you know where he is already, we don’t need to talk
we let the artist come and do the [?]
let’s get into it right now

damm zee, what the f*ck?
ls beats
damm zee, what the f*ck?

[verse: mloose]
i don’t need no assistance
you know i can handle my own rate
but i still 2*step with bro
if he sees them yutes, then he’s letting it go
what you know ’bout buying new [?]?
you just wanna play like kids in the smoke
and i don’t care about how peak it gets
you know i can’t leave my bro (i can’t)

leave my broski? h*ll no
we stick together like pieces of velcro
my man try cover his face
so gang just ripped up his arms and elbow (wet him)
10 toes for the ends, dead
unless you man [?] with the albos
i’m still looking for works they’ve done
but [?] aim it [?] (nope)
i’m at war with most of my city
but i still walk like everything’s blessed
come to the b then you must’ve gone silly
try and boss me, get bored in your chest
[?] them man moving slippy
he would’ve been dead if it weren’t for the vest
they say that boujee don’t get drilly
compart fills and give it a test (slide)

you better come with your best
come at guys, they’re aiming for legs
if i swing at your coat, i’ll open your chest (wet him)
i’m tryna go hammer like west
i don’t care about your drip or sword
if i sauce man’s drip with this ramz, he’s stressed
even though we’re beefing them and them
we’re still managing rules like pep (come on)

and my lifestyle’s real as h*ll
but i’m also rude as h*ll
now, **** try come to my block
so i ducked that yute and gave him a sh*ll (slap him)
in fact, i gave him 2
true say he try crawling off for some help
point*blank range, how’s he alive?
that’s a story only he can tell (how?)
the way that i yinged up stooge
you’d think that i’m not so [?]
i beg you, don’t push my b*ttons
or i’ll leave man red, like the [?] (come on)
them yutes got bars off me
doors get popped, that’s everyone’s cuttin’
i yinged that boy in the past
he must not like revenge or something

my shank get [?] ****, he’s felt it
when i draw [?], gun’s not [?]
bun man’s skin till his chestplate’s melting
if you get backed, don’t sing like elvis
lil stooge got bored as well
but i’m not sure if its belly or pelvis
i ain’t waving waps in a run*off
if i get held off, grab it and pelt it (gang)

i ain’t got no positive bars
i get ’round in a dodge [?]
tryna pop that doors and done a man’s dance
if i see an opp, don’t freeze like ****
i try slap corn when it’s foreign
when i had to 2 pop outta the car
close range shots, tryna open him up
or back the .8 magnum, do it from afar
i miss swinging that shank like pirates
bg known for the violence
it ain’t 9d, but we do it on license
slack on your block, this dude’s been splashed
if he bust ks, then he woulda been dead
look at that yute, on the wing with the lifers
i chase with slappers and knifers
leave man red like the window wipers (wet him)

my shank game’s way too tekky
i can show an opp boy about drills (drill him)
i yinged my man in his stomach
now he’s felt like he’s had [?]
he says my young g man training to k!ll him
if this paigon’s bl**dy, we’ll make it spill
she wants to know how the good ting feels
so grip on the neck and show her the grills

[outro: joey clipstar]
hb freestyles, joey clipstar
mloose, bg
you know what it is man, shoutouts
ls beats
damm zee, what the f*ck?

- mloose bg lyrics

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