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ZOTiYAC

"Upstairs Freestyle"

These n*ggas undercover, n*ggas b*tches
I see right through the sh*t
He tryna cover up but he snitchin'
I'm in some stolen sh*t
Told my n*ggas "buckle up" 'cause we dippin'
He fell in love with that pus*y now that lil pus*y n*gga fall victim
Now we put in yo system, huh
Pulled up and we blicked him, HUH
Knock him out them britches, HA
Left him in them trenches, ha
Empty out that choppa til dat b*tch just keep on clickin', ha
I been through all that drama, ain't wonder why I'm different, huh
His sh*t done skate off like Ripsticks
Blick blick
Smoosh a n*gga like a big b*tch
Moosh a n*gga like a lil kid
Push a n*gga, let that steel hit
Pop a n*gga on some pill sh*t
Put a hole in one on that drill sh*t
n*gga, I don't feel sh*t
This that real sh*t
It's that kill sh*t
Hit that killswitch
Watch a n*gga lil brains get spilled
Watch a n*gga lil pain get killed
n*gga watch the lil stain get hit
When I'm totin that stainless steel
Leave you right there
He die right there
He need ID
He need Spyware
I need a hunnit choppas
Walking 'round like I dont f*ckin' care
And yo b*tch got me twisted
Tell the lil b*tch, come here twist my hair
And this sh*t got me lifted
Blowin on dope let it smoke float through the air
.44 hit a n*gga leave him there
Hop packs sawed off
You ain't seen sh*t rare
Let the body marinate, Imma bring the head
Either find the silver gate or get filled wit lead
Hit the expiration date, he ain't come prepared
Snatch a n*gga whole face if he wanna stare
I got it all upstairs

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