Songtexte DXL Freestyle - Big Baz

Ayo I bomb after f niggas
You know why cuz I been G
Too fast and furious like boy I'm vin deez
I been on my grind double time for that mc cheese
I wrap niggas for that green like I'm blimpies
I'm big b I stay calm I'm a winner
I cop me a ticket and get gone in the winter
My pops tried to save me I would mob with them sinners
Wolves out I feed your baby moms them for dinner
I used to bang on them niggas didn't like me
When niggas front man it's blood stains on their white tees
Who don't like me
With my slight ease
I curve blades on faces like the check on the nikes
So dike please you just a boy with some bitch thoughts
Nigga get caught and switch his tune like a pitchfork
The ruger don't make you pray
The fourty five will make you do a half spin like you was going for a fadeaway
Niggas really girls they in a swirl so I ain't playing straight
I rather put they motherfucking brains on the straight away
I'm a catch him while he copping the sticky
Nigga I'll hit em up like just Pac did to biggie
I'm a hop on it quickly
Make him hop in the whippy
Tell em where the doe at see if his pockets is iffy
Give him options to pick be
He could could opt for the fifth be
Or get slain when the moshberg spit three
It's this easy
Broke nigga believe me
I talk greasy
Leave you dumped off for sheezy
I'm all freezy while you lil niggas all peezy
Your girl head game on repeat like a cd
You see me
Jumping like three D
Gangsta disciple it's like I'm repping for GD
I'm at your neck with the speed of a Z three
Boy I'm so outta this world it's like I'm ET
I'm in the field getting bills off the cabbage patch
I'm real with the skills watch me bubble like plastic wrap
My life worth a couple mills I don't have to scrap
I chill I'll get a nigga killed for a scratch and match
See I'm too loose when I jump in the new coupe
My troops goof they shooting guns you shoot hoops
I spew truth my fire clearing out two booths
Ya boy about his circle and O's like its fruit loops
Fire in my veins
I'm the sire I'm the king
I'm a G
Your boy is getting higher than a plane
I repeat I get higher than you lames
Put the pedal to the medal in the booth then spit the fire with the flames
I been macking yall been lacking
I was brought up with niggas carrying heat so the streets is calling me bin laden
I turn corners in the benz wagon
Steel hanging out the window so all you see is your friends dashing
Man I'm in the rain getting stuptified
A young nigga with some brains I'm getting stupid high
Your girl in my lane spitting game she said I'm super fly
Her waist small but her ass on super size
See I used to jive
Now I move in strides
Used to move the pies now I'm working and moving thighs
I maneuver drives fast in the newest rides
I'm too real I'll have a crip nigga saying lets shoot the five
Or have a blood nigga saying lets shoot the six
I'm ruthless dick don't give a fuck about your crews for shit
I be in the jungle with bundles plotting to boost my chips
With a booster chick thats tryna boof some bricks
Regardless if u far with the imph beams
I could scope a nigga and spot em clearly like big screens
I could give a couple L's to your big dreams
I'm some shit u never heard like fish screams

I don't give a fuck about a nigga
Buck buck
Pow
Niggas better duck duck
Down
You niggas better duck duck down
Duck down hey
I don't give a fuck about a nigga
Buck buck
Pow
Niggas better duck duck
Down
You niggas better duck duck down
Duck down