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Rick B. - Extra Clip Freestyle Lyrics



Rick B. - Extra Clip Freestyle Lyrics
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Typically it's me, back on my other shit I see that lollipop swag, got you on your
Sucker shit Bars out of this world, I was writing on the
Mothership, so have the wrong words for me and that'll they get
Your mother hit Spitting venom, probably should have been a cobra snake Kobe old jersey on that purp, when I hold the eight
You ain't grinding nigga, you was talking bout some rollerblades Did it since the early stage, swear that
It ain't a phase I really played the field, I really ran the block Groupies think I'm king Arthur, I'm on that
Cam a lot(Camelot) Now let that sink in, Titanic with the flow nigga I ain't no ho but do whatever for the dough
Nigga This ain't a game and I ain't meant to be controlled nigga
I murder shit and I'm targeting your soul nigga
He think I'm playing till I pull with a reverse clip
Burst spit, either hit surface or get hearsed bitch
I'm trying to hurt shit, I'm just saying it gets worse bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerve itch
I'm trying to hurt shit I'm just saying it gets worse bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerve itch
He think I'm playing til it's pulled with a reverse clip
Burst spit, either hit surface or get hearsed bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerve itch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerve itch
He think I'm playing til it's pulled with a reverse clip
Burst spit, either hit surface or get hearsed bitch
Hey ma, look at me now, can't you see I'm eating
Used to have my ribs showing, now I'm snacking on some features
I get love for the sounds I put in niggas speakers
Known for getting money, f*cking hoes and blowing all the reefer
And I ain't Wiz Khalifa, I'm just a new breed
PMW shit, brothers, I keep a few please
Damn a nigga like a saint, but I ain't Drew Brees
Tossing bullets into tight space and try to scoop these
I ain't with the gangsta act, but down for whatever
You feelin' hot, then Nina will change the weather
You'll be cold, dead stiff, my nigga I get the cheddar
I talk it because I live it, I swear that I did it better
Ask my daddy when I make it, that nigga told me never
This rap shit gon' be my casket, I'ma die being clever
It'll never amount to nothing, guess he thought my dream was severed
Hey pops, I'm the shit, check your toilet, find my letter like
Money all in my pocket, bitch I'm always the topic
They say damn, how your team winning? I say losing ain't a option
My red right I'm what's popping, you red light bitch stop it
My choppa go and you droppin, clean up all four and eat moppin
My 40 cal ain't 40 pal, it clean heads
L'Oreal, you basic bitch, you bored as hell
You watching me to have more to tell
Tell them how I unload the shells
Then leave screaming I ain't going to jail
And if I do then I'll make a bail
Cause we can't afford a mission failed
Big gun, big bullet, nice scope, extra clip
Say something, get popped once, then another round for that extra lip
My boys mean just for that green, we jet to it, no Rex and shit
So basically what I'm saying is, lose control and I'll wreck your shit, Rick
I'm trying to hurt shit, I'm just saying, it gets worse, bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
You think I'm playing til it's pulled with a reverse clip, burst spit
Either hit surface, or get hearsed bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
You think I'm playing til it's pulled with a reverse clip, burst spit
Either surface or get hearsed bitch
It's only a matter of time
Big gun, big bullet, nice scope, extra clip
Say something, get popped once, then another round for that extra lip
My boys mean just for that green, we jet to it, no reckless shit
So basically what I'm saying Is, lose control and I'll wreck your shit
Big gun, big bullet, nice scope, extra clip
Say something, get popped once, then another round for that extra lip
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English

Typically it's me, back on my other shit I see that lollipop swag, got you on your
Sucker shit Bars out of this world, I was writing on the
Mothership, so have the wrong words for me and that'll they get
Your mother hit Spitting venom, probably should have been a cobra snake Kobe old jersey on that purp, when I hold the eight
You ain't grinding nigga, you was talking bout some rollerblades Did it since the early stage, swear that
It ain't a phase I really played the field, I really ran the block Groupies think I'm king Arthur, I'm on that
Cam a lot(Camelot) Now let that sink in, Titanic with the flow nigga I ain't no ho but do whatever for the dough
Nigga This ain't a game and I ain't meant to be controlled nigga
I murder shit and I'm targeting your soul nigga
He think I'm playing till I pull with a reverse clip
Burst spit, either hit surface or get hearsed bitch
I'm trying to hurt shit, I'm just saying it gets worse bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerve itch
I'm trying to hurt shit I'm just saying it gets worse bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerve itch
He think I'm playing til it's pulled with a reverse clip
Burst spit, either hit surface or get hearsed bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerve itch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerve itch
He think I'm playing til it's pulled with a reverse clip
Burst spit, either hit surface or get hearsed bitch
Hey ma, look at me now, can't you see I'm eating
Used to have my ribs showing, now I'm snacking on some features
I get love for the sounds I put in niggas speakers
Known for getting money, f*cking hoes and blowing all the reefer
And I ain't Wiz Khalifa, I'm just a new breed
PMW shit, brothers, I keep a few please
Damn a nigga like a saint, but I ain't Drew Brees
Tossing bullets into tight space and try to scoop these
I ain't with the gangsta act, but down for whatever
You feelin' hot, then Nina will change the weather
You'll be cold, dead stiff, my nigga I get the cheddar
I talk it because I live it, I swear that I did it better
Ask my daddy when I make it, that nigga told me never
This rap shit gon' be my casket, I'ma die being clever
It'll never amount to nothing, guess he thought my dream was severed
Hey pops, I'm the shit, check your toilet, find my letter like
Money all in my pocket, bitch I'm always the topic
They say damn, how your team winning? I say losing ain't a option
My red right I'm what's popping, you red light bitch stop it
My choppa go and you droppin, clean up all four and eat moppin
My 40 cal ain't 40 pal, it clean heads
L'Oreal, you basic bitch, you bored as hell
You watching me to have more to tell
Tell them how I unload the shells
Then leave screaming I ain't going to jail
And if I do then I'll make a bail
Cause we can't afford a mission failed
Big gun, big bullet, nice scope, extra clip
Say something, get popped once, then another round for that extra lip
My boys mean just for that green, we jet to it, no Rex and shit
So basically what I'm saying is, lose control and I'll wreck your shit, Rick
I'm trying to hurt shit, I'm just saying, it gets worse, bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
You think I'm playing til it's pulled with a reverse clip, burst spit
Either hit surface, or get hearsed bitch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
This ain't just rapping, it happens once when my nerves itch
You think I'm playing til it's pulled with a reverse clip, burst spit
Either surface or get hearsed bitch
It's only a matter of time
Big gun, big bullet, nice scope, extra clip
Say something, get popped once, then another round for that extra lip
My boys mean just for that green, we jet to it, no reckless shit
So basically what I'm saying Is, lose control and I'll wreck your shit
Big gun, big bullet, nice scope, extra clip
Say something, get popped once, then another round for that extra lip
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Writer: Richard Berry III
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Performed By: Rick B.
Language: English
Length: 4:00
Written by: Richard Berry III
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