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Freestyle (feat. LomManny) Video (MV)




Performed By: Demeezy
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Demetrius Knighten, Emmanuel Brown




Demeezy - Freestyle (feat. LomManny) Lyrics
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Tell me why you got a gun
If you ain't ever finna use it
Why you pulling out that strap
But you know damn well you wont Shoot it
If I pull up on yo block
These niggas know I'm with my Shooter
Gotta ruger with a ruler if I up it
Ima do ya
Niggas talking
Till we pull up
And get to spraying rounds
My niggas active
You capping yall niggas playin 'Round
Playing with my money nah nigga
I need my payment now
Gun up in his mouth Let me hear
What that nigga say now
We can squabble up
Or get blowers nigga I bang it out
You talking be about my nigga
It ain't no changing now
You say u got a blower
Then pop out lil nigga bring it out
My money n my blower
2 Things I could never leave Without
Nigga f*ck is niggas talking bout
Shoot him in his leg and tell
A pussy nigga walk it out
Why you niggas capping n yapping
With shit you not about pull up
Put some bullets up in him then Im pulling out
Bitch there go Demeezy Bitch
I be with that drillin shit
Got that thang up in my pocket
Niggas trip we shooting shit
Dividends sorry God
I'm finna sin again
Shawty shaking ass
But can she do it by the ceiling fan
Do no wrong sorry niggas
I been on my own
Hardest nigga In my city
Dare a nigga try to prove me Wrong
With yo bitch I beat it up
I had that lil bitch up In her thong
Beat it up ima beat it up
To my f*cking song
Total Mack
Niggas run up
I'm finna blow em bacc
Tote a strap big fat bullets it rip
Right through yo hat niggas rats
Bitch you talking to the cops
Pull up on his block with a mop And I knock
Him out his socks niggas talk
These niggas bitches so I clutch Extensions these niggas talkin
On the gang
Then he go end up missing and
I ain't playing with you niggas
I might f*ck yo Mrs hit n diss it
Up in the kitchen n bitch I'm Water whipping get a bag
Run it up I did it hella fast
I'm riding 'Round in a Audi
My brother crashed the jag
I got a couple niggas mad
Bout some shit they ain't ever had
Run it up get to it quick
I had to chase a bag
I'm pressing niggas cuz niggas mad
I got tripping fingers and niggas
Fighting cuz I be mad and I be
Tripping niggas pump fake
I'm sock em I be pump fake
Pump fake like I'm Kobe Two Four cuz I'm a Go Eight
Squabble up and took a L
Momma said go fight again
Cuz if I lose and come back
Then I ain't coming in
Squabble up took a L
Momma said go fight again
Cuz if I lose and come back
Then I ain't coming in
Hit em with that left hook
Left a nigga shook
Hit em with that right
Make sure his head on tight
I be playing with these niggas
I be playing with I fight
Hella niggas tripping
Giving fades on sight
Tip toe with I'm tipping
You can't sip what I'm sipping
Young niggas tipping
Walking extension yeah
I could have you balling
Stop playing
Why she calling when I'm calling
Bop Bop
Cops tried to scoop a nigga up
But Bitch I'm still free
Shit ain't ever sweet
Never was and never will be
Nigga talking tough on the net
Said he go kill me
I'm reckless with the life
That I'm living so nigga we'll see
I ain't talking seven days but
My opposition real week
I ain't hear to spit no flow
I'm hear to kill beats
The lil homie beat yo ass
So don't you lil me
I don't f*ck with no nigga boy
Do you feel me I heard you was a
Bitch and a Snitch
Could never work with you
Niggas want my life so that's why
I keep me a Arsenal
I can't F*ck with F*ck niggas
Nigga don't take it personal
Bitch I raised myself
It ain't nothing more I can
Learn from you nigga
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Tell me why you got a gun
If you ain't ever finna use it
Why you pulling out that strap
But you know damn well you wont Shoot it
If I pull up on yo block
These niggas know I'm with my Shooter
Gotta ruger with a ruler if I up it
Ima do ya
Niggas talking
Till we pull up
And get to spraying rounds
My niggas active
You capping yall niggas playin 'Round
Playing with my money nah nigga
I need my payment now
Gun up in his mouth Let me hear
What that nigga say now
We can squabble up
Or get blowers nigga I bang it out
You talking be about my nigga
It ain't no changing now
You say u got a blower
Then pop out lil nigga bring it out
My money n my blower
2 Things I could never leave Without
Nigga f*ck is niggas talking bout
Shoot him in his leg and tell
A pussy nigga walk it out
Why you niggas capping n yapping
With shit you not about pull up
Put some bullets up in him then Im pulling out
Bitch there go Demeezy Bitch
I be with that drillin shit
Got that thang up in my pocket
Niggas trip we shooting shit
Dividends sorry God
I'm finna sin again
Shawty shaking ass
But can she do it by the ceiling fan
Do no wrong sorry niggas
I been on my own
Hardest nigga In my city
Dare a nigga try to prove me Wrong
With yo bitch I beat it up
I had that lil bitch up In her thong
Beat it up ima beat it up
To my f*cking song
Total Mack
Niggas run up
I'm finna blow em bacc
Tote a strap big fat bullets it rip
Right through yo hat niggas rats
Bitch you talking to the cops
Pull up on his block with a mop And I knock
Him out his socks niggas talk
These niggas bitches so I clutch Extensions these niggas talkin
On the gang
Then he go end up missing and
I ain't playing with you niggas
I might f*ck yo Mrs hit n diss it
Up in the kitchen n bitch I'm Water whipping get a bag
Run it up I did it hella fast
I'm riding 'Round in a Audi
My brother crashed the jag
I got a couple niggas mad
Bout some shit they ain't ever had
Run it up get to it quick
I had to chase a bag
I'm pressing niggas cuz niggas mad
I got tripping fingers and niggas
Fighting cuz I be mad and I be
Tripping niggas pump fake
I'm sock em I be pump fake
Pump fake like I'm Kobe Two Four cuz I'm a Go Eight
Squabble up and took a L
Momma said go fight again
Cuz if I lose and come back
Then I ain't coming in
Squabble up took a L
Momma said go fight again
Cuz if I lose and come back
Then I ain't coming in
Hit em with that left hook
Left a nigga shook
Hit em with that right
Make sure his head on tight
I be playing with these niggas
I be playing with I fight
Hella niggas tripping
Giving fades on sight
Tip toe with I'm tipping
You can't sip what I'm sipping
Young niggas tipping
Walking extension yeah
I could have you balling
Stop playing
Why she calling when I'm calling
Bop Bop
Cops tried to scoop a nigga up
But Bitch I'm still free
Shit ain't ever sweet
Never was and never will be
Nigga talking tough on the net
Said he go kill me
I'm reckless with the life
That I'm living so nigga we'll see
I ain't talking seven days but
My opposition real week
I ain't hear to spit no flow
I'm hear to kill beats
The lil homie beat yo ass
So don't you lil me
I don't f*ck with no nigga boy
Do you feel me I heard you was a
Bitch and a Snitch
Could never work with you
Niggas want my life so that's why
I keep me a Arsenal
I can't F*ck with F*ck niggas
Nigga don't take it personal
Bitch I raised myself
It ain't nothing more I can
Learn from you nigga
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Writer: Demetrius Knighten, Emmanuel Brown
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