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boom bap freestyle - yakisoba lyrics

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[verse 1]
established back in 99, ’till the day i die
finna hit the bank up, finna hit ’em up with the nine
runnin’, runnin’ up on your cronies
make ’em empty out they drawers
make ’em empty out they pockets
everybody hit the floor
waking up on a summer morning, strap my sneakers on
breakfast on my plate while i’m chiefing back a jawn
new kicks illin’, on my shoes slim scrillin’
with that chrome dome fade, stunting out here like i’m krillin
y’all be kidding with that cappin’, never test me when i’m rapping
‘cos i got the heater on me, catch a bullet if you lacking
catch a body when i’m out here
street fighter like a cabinet, put the quarters up homie
let me hit you with the magic
a new challengers approaches
smoking roaches with the dopest, blowing expialidocious
while they’re trying to call him bogus
flows are coldest from the 828 to over nova scotia
i ain’t doing lines of yay, i’ll tell your shawty how to blow this, heh
the kids egregious, never give in or defeated
mobbing out here with my crew and no, you isn’t finna see us
i’m in a pair of fila sneakers, sippin’ 409 cleaner
faded off the dankest reefer, smoking pack in mom’s beamer, yuh
[verse 2]
when i was seven years, my father left my mother
it was me, myself, my brothers
i ain’t trust these motherf*ckers
now it’s me, myself, no others
just a man against these mothers
they all praying on me failing, i’m just trying to feed my brothers
a pay stub is just a means to an end
i’m on offensive going postal, they should put him in a pen
but you can’t hold a kid back, finna hit the feds reserve
runnin’ up with guns drawn, gonna hit them with the works
a lack of money turns a fiend into a dummy
don’t be doing nothing funny, don’t be cliquing up with dummies
now i guess i’m acting funny, ‘cos my funds is insufficient
now i’m running, gonna bust a couple freestyles, hook it then i run it
check it
i fiend for fast cars and new fits
smoking piff up in the whip, tell me like it really is
i’m tryna get this money up, i’m gonna die trying
i’m tryna get this money up, i’m gonna die trying
i fiend for fast cars and new fits
smoking piff up in the whip, tell me like it really is
tryna get this money up, i’m gonna die trying
tryna get this money up, i’m gonna die trying

[outro]
99 until infinity, we spittin’ this though
99 until infinity, we spittin’ it though
99 until infinity, we spittin’ it though
99 until infinity, we spittin’ this though
ayy

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