(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
One time for the real niggas (aye),
Two times for the killa that'll drill sum
Can't be focused on these bitches tryna steal from me,
I was running on the block seen them pigs coming
They all claiming that they real, I ain't hearing from em,
Only show up for the meal, leave em real hungry
Cousin died up in the field, catching chills from it,
When we catch em he gone squeal, hollow tear drumming (bwah)
Ain't the same amount of pain when ya dog die,
Blood dripping on ya shirt, looking tied-eye
Interrogation I ain't talking, bitch I'm tongue tied,
Never lacking bust his brains if I feel tried
Well that's how it go,
When you running with the gang gotta stand on all toes
Feeling iffy bout a nigga, bet not keep ya mouth closed,
Be the main nigga, when it's time too drill he done froze (Goddamn)
Hop fresh up out the streets to this rap shit,
Know this smoke it's all free, get ya wrapped quick
Ain't no back and forth beef, I don't rap diss,
Luh bro know how too squeeze, he gone blast his
Industry shit weak, just some rap shit,
If it's beef keep it street, they on apps quick
I been on it since a shorty, shit be catfish,
Tryna get atleast a 40, for appearance
Crime rate steady rising, come and take mines,
I been itching for a killing, since luh foe died
Bring the bitch up out a nigga, when the Mac fly,
He a pussy but no cat, he got one life
I can teach you lil niggas how to survive,
Don't be getting in ya feelings, when ya bitch lie
Stop cappin to yo people, tell ya real life,
If you ain't street, keep the peace or you gone die
Shit crazy man,
I really made it to 25 (Can't believe this shit man)
I'm all in with this music shit on the guys,
Long live the ones who ain't get too see the aging
Y'all names living on as long as I'm paper chasing,
(Real shit)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
One time for the real niggas (yeah)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
Two times for the killas that a drill sum
(I can't believe I made it to 25)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
One time for the real niggas (yeah)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
Two times for the killas that a drill sum
(I can't believe I really made it to 25)
QueCaine - 25 Freestyle '22 Lyrics
QueCaine - 25 Freestyle '22 Lyrics
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(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
One time for the real niggas (aye),
Two times for the killa that'll drill sum
Can't be focused on these bitches tryna steal from me,
I was running on the block seen them pigs coming
They all claiming that they real, I ain't hearing from em,
Only show up for the meal, leave em real hungry
Cousin died up in the field, catching chills from it,
When we catch em he gone squeal, hollow tear drumming (bwah)
Ain't the same amount of pain when ya dog die,
Blood dripping on ya shirt, looking tied-eye
Interrogation I ain't talking, bitch I'm tongue tied,
Never lacking bust his brains if I feel tried
Well that's how it go,
When you running with the gang gotta stand on all toes
Feeling iffy bout a nigga, bet not keep ya mouth closed,
Be the main nigga, when it's time too drill he done froze (Goddamn)
Hop fresh up out the streets to this rap shit,
Know this smoke it's all free, get ya wrapped quick
Ain't no back and forth beef, I don't rap diss,
Luh bro know how too squeeze, he gone blast his
Industry shit weak, just some rap shit,
If it's beef keep it street, they on apps quick
I been on it since a shorty, shit be catfish,
Tryna get atleast a 40, for appearance
Crime rate steady rising, come and take mines,
I been itching for a killing, since luh foe died
Bring the bitch up out a nigga, when the Mac fly,
He a pussy but no cat, he got one life
I can teach you lil niggas how to survive,
Don't be getting in ya feelings, when ya bitch lie
Stop cappin to yo people, tell ya real life,
If you ain't street, keep the peace or you gone die
Shit crazy man,
I really made it to 25 (Can't believe this shit man)
I'm all in with this music shit on the guys,
Long live the ones who ain't get too see the aging
Y'all names living on as long as I'm paper chasing,
(Real shit)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
One time for the real niggas (yeah)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
Two times for the killas that a drill sum
(I can't believe I made it to 25)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
One time for the real niggas (yeah)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
Two times for the killas that a drill sum
(I can't believe I really made it to 25)
(Uh)
(Uh)
One time for the real niggas (aye),
Two times for the killa that'll drill sum
Can't be focused on these bitches tryna steal from me,
I was running on the block seen them pigs coming
They all claiming that they real, I ain't hearing from em,
Only show up for the meal, leave em real hungry
Cousin died up in the field, catching chills from it,
When we catch em he gone squeal, hollow tear drumming (bwah)
Ain't the same amount of pain when ya dog die,
Blood dripping on ya shirt, looking tied-eye
Interrogation I ain't talking, bitch I'm tongue tied,
Never lacking bust his brains if I feel tried
Well that's how it go,
When you running with the gang gotta stand on all toes
Feeling iffy bout a nigga, bet not keep ya mouth closed,
Be the main nigga, when it's time too drill he done froze (Goddamn)
Hop fresh up out the streets to this rap shit,
Know this smoke it's all free, get ya wrapped quick
Ain't no back and forth beef, I don't rap diss,
Luh bro know how too squeeze, he gone blast his
Industry shit weak, just some rap shit,
If it's beef keep it street, they on apps quick
I been on it since a shorty, shit be catfish,
Tryna get atleast a 40, for appearance
Crime rate steady rising, come and take mines,
I been itching for a killing, since luh foe died
Bring the bitch up out a nigga, when the Mac fly,
He a pussy but no cat, he got one life
I can teach you lil niggas how to survive,
Don't be getting in ya feelings, when ya bitch lie
Stop cappin to yo people, tell ya real life,
If you ain't street, keep the peace or you gone die
Shit crazy man,
I really made it to 25 (Can't believe this shit man)
I'm all in with this music shit on the guys,
Long live the ones who ain't get too see the aging
Y'all names living on as long as I'm paper chasing,
(Real shit)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
One time for the real niggas (yeah)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
Two times for the killas that a drill sum
(I can't believe I made it to 25)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
One time for the real niggas (yeah)
One time for the real (uh, uh),
Two times for the killas that a drill sum
(I can't believe I really made it to 25)
Writer: Quintin McKenzie
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