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[Intro: DJ

LAUGH*

DJ Clue. Dessert Storm. That boy Fabolous. Fam
Niggas freestyle
Y'all get your bar work together
I'm you right now
Friday freestyles
CLUMINATIIII!!

We seen it all, been thru it all
It's

1: Fabolous]
I put my lifetime in between the line
a hustler out here trying to make a dime
Feel like crackheads was beggin' me to take the nine
Man these bum ass need to make a sign
That say rap for food, for real scrap you're screwed
I put the paws on you and scrap you dudes
My in the audience still clap when cued
Put the Hawk in your and Millsap you dudes
I'm still snapping dude, still run my and still lapping' dudes
In the studio in a still mood
On a beat 99 that's still slappin' dude
See real rap I'm rude, disrespectful the flow
I met wifey she and call you bro
mouth crazy disrespectful on the low
She like to on it disrespectful little ho
On some real shit, you need a real bitch
when in public, not some groupie'd out in the club bitch
Type you hear from until you get up
It was quiet for you till you turning shit up
And that real bitch, you more like a bill bitch
Fridge ain't got no grub bitch but it's eat the booty like Publix??
Run into these type NOTHING is up
Shorty lost her sponsor that was her up
I'm like hot damn ho here we go
nigga cut you off broke scenario again
No more Felipe you eating again
No more lipo you big as Terio
Oh yea, for you niggas too
Wanna' small cause they ain't as big as you
Wanna' throw dirt cause the is diggin' you
Don't let the songs on the last trigga' you
(YUUP! *trey songz tone*) You Trey, you poo nah nah
Look what you done ooh nah nah
Got the nine milli's, my two nah nahs
to call them Nadia, still bye bye to you
We lacking got the thing out or we concealing
We're I'm from daddy's bang out in front of their
My plan was to get the gang out and get millions
Now it's mansions but used to hang out up in buildings
Them boys in the lobby was yea
You gotta' think Bobby and yea
Now we out in Abu in Saudi air
Then they let me Bobby the Audi yea
(uh) on some Furious 7, in peace Paul Walker I hope you hear this in heaven
I be preaching on these niggas you would it's a reverend
Four game flows in a series of seven
Its the F to the A to the B O-L-O-U-S you just get some mo'
I'm Costello yea but more ghetto
Yea I'm in a house with more than a hotello
I to sit and watch Knicks moves, no Melo
Now I get to make king on rose petals
Shorty stand still didn't shake no
Then she slow it down like when the go yellow
On real shit
I just some real shit
Not of this fuck shit
Sound like Barkley with that Chuck
Fuck all of weird shit I'm tired of that
If it ain't OG then it's quiet for that
the real...

[Outro: DJ
DJ Clue..Dessert Storm...That boy
Shoutout to Brooklyn what's up? what's good?!
NYC
Slide what's
Y'all ready