Ain't f***in Wit Me Freestyle
Solo freestyle interlude from the mixtape...
Sup mayn...ain't much to say here except this is Bravo aka J-Dot here tryna do my thing a little bit and maybe get recognized for it.
Lyrics
Nigga you ain’t shit, you could try the closest,
You get to an MC is Mariah posters,
I’m silly with lyrics, you heard I gotta be gutter,
And niggas is fearin, every single word that I utter,
The timbs is butter, i’ma boss like tony danza,
Never stutter, through the course of the entire stanza,
I has dey hands up, they in a predicament,
Stuck in a rock and a hard place, they gotta be figurin,
Dis nigga’s a gentleman, but try and step in here without,
A thing on your hip and lose a couple of ligaments,
I leave you deranged, you could lose your bearings,
the jabs’ll arrange, your face with a new appearance,
This kid’ll kill ya,
Cuz I got the eight in the side pocket like the dude is playing the billiards,
Who you niggas know flow vicious as me,
That pull more ho bitches than me, HUH!?!
Leave a chick pigeon toed, though fuckin wit me,
You better bet the kid know that I fuck em and leave,
Keep the dough roll tuck in the sleeve,
Niggas don’t know when I roll slow better duck and then weave,
The shots I won’t hold though I’m bustin the heat,
My glocks I won’t tote so I tuck in the seat,
Damn right I’m not stopping to speak,
The 20’s on the rims and tints got the chickens stopping to peek,
And boo that’s a bad dress,
I wanna take you back to myspace and I don’t mean no internet address,
Lemme hit it from the back, I need a chick that’s a challenge,
in the sack I’m diesel like I’m $3.50 a gallon, OKAY?!?
