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lirik lagu extra extra freestyle – k kells

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“uhh kells its heartfelt, “ouu kells yeahed dat thing,” you hear it… “young boy move dat dope sh*ttttt/ i don’t f*ck around with you f*ckarounds, f*ck around dude get smoked/ like a dutch of dat dro”woah”/ i be really putting on everywhere i go, for the hood, for the city, going hard up in the yo!/ street life*dope life boy dats all ya dude know/ better check ya time piece cause its time i let ya know ‘uh’, that its gametime load up four pound “bang”‘bang”, time/ and at the same time i pull up like i’m james bond/ got the 40 in the wip no st. isles, aintt i, the f*cking answer to thе game like a.i..; spiting dat convict music like akon/ thеy yelling stay calm, knowing i’m bout to napalm/ and hit ya f*cking block and blow ya sh*t like a a*bomb’/ but you don’t want that war boy, na na you don’t want that war boy/ cause ima give it to you muf*ckers raw boy talking bout that straight drop sh*t yeah that chore boy/ i go the opposite of soft boy, talking hard as a rock on my toes like socks 30 shots in the glock, yeah i’m coming for dat cream yeah i’m gunning for that gwop/ all up in the spot; running through it like an errand/ and all my dudes rolling like a f*cking ball bearing/ redrum gravedigger yeah we be paul bearing/ put you in that kansas city shuffle “lucky number sleven”. have you on the highway to heaven or h*ll talking bout you roll like a train; you getting derailed/ if diamonds are ya girl best friend im drops a
the jeeweel on her/ they like sound the alarm how i rocket like bells on ’em/ no taco though, and i can long range sh*t like, “joe flacco”, threw/ yeah i’m armed & dangerous out dat 504/ basquiat wit da flow have you visually ‘wowed’ or i can hit the ave wit it and just give it and go/ that’s the streets inbeeded in me to hustle&flow; spit crack on the track, yeah i hustle the flow/ blam l’s for this sh*t got me all at your throat/ 100 rounds in the clip muf*cker lets go/ ima tear this b*tch up from the roof to the floor/ like boosie i set it off up in dis b*tch/ i got bounce like cleo in dat 6’4!!!!!

bridge::
‘you thought it was over na i ain’t done
‘let’s get it’’

yea i’m bad to the bone/walk in this b*tch shoulder strap on the arm/ ain’t doing no talking less cash is involved/ then i bounce in this b*tch like i play basketball/ got my mind right na i’m back in my zone/ did my lil jocee now i’m back at my home/ where they said id fail but you b*tches was wrong/ now i’m spitting that dope like a pack of that roine/ smoking that strong*sipping dat sh*t popping dat p*ssy like it was a zit/ then i pass to the homies yeah that’s an assist/ you talking that beef b*tch we serving dat dish/ we go body for body a murder ya cl!ck/ might louboutin it to murder da kicks/ wit a couple blood diamonds to murder the wrist/ if you looking to find me you know what it is/ and you know how i rock/ and you know who i’m wit/ jonestown*heartfelt up in dis b*tch/ v.s.o.p in the back of the vip then we bagging your b*tch then its back to the stripe// v.s.o.p in the back of the vip then we bagging your b*tch then its back to the stripe//

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