paroles de chanson Freestyle, Pt. 2 - Lil JJ

Fuck my ex, she brought me stress. Dumb bitch, she made me depressed
Finna kill yo nigga on Von, I'm blessed
I'm playin' these bitches like I'm playin' my chess

I'm in my city, I'm totin' 2 50's, a hundred
I'm fuckin' that bitch and I punt her
I'm fuckin' that bitch, that bitch said she love me
I tell her, don't love me, cause bitch, you a runner

That bitch wanna fuck and no runner
Like, bitch is you stupid
Like, bitch, you a runner
I can't fuck with that bitch, cause that bitch not clean
Iike the pussy bald, yeah, lil' bitch Mr clean
Shawty wanna fuck up on a nigga like me
I don't want no dirty bitch gon' ask Bri
Like, Shawty, you can't fuck with me, but you can fuck my brother, huh

Told Shawty I don't cheat, that's a lie
My music gon' blow, not 4th of July
Don't talk that shit if you not ready to die
I punch a lil' bitch and I punch in her eye

Bebe kid, lil' JJ, nigga, I don't play bout my family, nigga
Fuck LS, your brother dead, they dumped him in the lake, nigga

Funny how that shit go
Nigga, you a fucking hoe
Funny how your bitch up in my DM's tryna fuck a nigga
Okay, okay, baby, you can fuck up on a real nigga
In this bitch I'm counting money, counting guap, I got them real figured

Baby, I got real hitters, they get you gone, don't play with them
Bitch, they not on payroll, nigga, these the ones I got bled in with
Bled in with, I'm too legit, my brother five, my daddy slime
Tell them jakes, free my uncle that nigga, he doin' time, time

Uh, uh, 20-something years, nigga
Free my unc pen, nigga before I lose my shit, nigga
Bitch