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Try Me Freestyle Lyrics - Artist : King Los
[Hook:]
Let a nigga try me (try me) Put 100 on his head that's a Maserati See me gettin' money wanna stand beside me Bitch I ain't got no friends all I got is family Be a episode of Martin if ya niggas try me Brum man, give ya wind, you can't eva ground me Or have my bitch Pam waitin' in ya loby You know she go hard, she sleep with the Tommy My little nigga cold, do this for a hobby I tell him big Shurly that's a heavy body All ya niggas hoes, ya don't petrify me If we can't get to you we hittin' everybody Let a nigga try me (try me) Bitch, we servin' cake, come and get a nine piece Yeah, I keep my old dawg right beside me Niggas front like they a menace, then they turn to Chancey [Verse:] Uh, speakin' of Chancey, I run the bill up Once I'm in my groove, you screwed, that's a Philips Hell yea, I got up and I'm still up Poppin' off Bellair, [?] Weak niggas loud bu the strong quiet My niggas knock off pounds like LeBron diet Ballin' since do or die was the anthem Movin' piles, runnin' suicides in the Phantom Fuck it, I think the Roy more sick Squares bout to push my button like Atari joystick I go range on the week-end, seas like the weep end Faded bum Rae, 50 shades and some retail Niggas fucked up the game when they let you geeks in I should crossover cause all you niggas is reaching Like these bitches want your time first I tell a hoe like you can keep your pussy, what your mind worth? All these niggas wanna shine first Niggas want the top, but nobody wanna climb first I just multiply on these bastards Niggas live in a box, you ain't gotta buy em a casket Uh, comin' from my hood, it ain't very fun How niggas get old fast but get buried young And yo city don't wanna see you fly I rep us bitch, not me or I When a crown big as my G ride Play ball apart three, that's thugga's projects, east side Fast lot, the more they see I drop the mixtape G-5 Six years later got another deal, now a nigga fly G5 Hit a coach, I get em in the game Finna post up, pivot in the lane Niggas insane, I just get to this chain You fishes luscious, ya say that ridiculous Shit like a bitch then like a bitch I will aim Missin' my name, ain't no bitchin' my name Look at me nigga, I figure that you'll be inspired By all of these riches and fame Name in em bright lights, go try and get the hype right Bitch, I'm everywhere but in em lame niggas eye sight Uh, or in a bitch nigga's armreach Yeah, mean you, bitch nigga, we in Palm Beach I got ya cuffin' yo girl in advance But why would I give a fuck if the world in my hands Gripin' the steerin' wheel of the rafe She said a girl chill at her place I sell week-end, don't ride, baby You know you need a third wheel when ya race Homie, I know these loud niggas might hype you But I'll put a period on yo life cycle Period. You a life cycle Niggas spot you at the pad and they might wipe you Bitch nigga, adjust yo volume and save that talk talk for ya album [Hook:] Let a nigga try me (try me) Put 100 on his head that's a Maserati See me gettin' money wanna stand beside me Bitch I ain't got no friends all I got is family Be a episode of Martin if ya niggas try me Brum man, give ya wind, you can't eva ground me Or have my bitch Pam waitin' in ya loby You know she go hard, she sleep with the Tommy My little nigga cold, do this for a hobby I tell him big Shurly that's a heavy body All ya niggas hoes, ya don't petrify me If we can't get to you we hittin' everybody Let a nigga try me (try me) Bitch, we servin' cake, come and get a nine piece Yeah, I keep my old dawg right beside me Niggas front like they a menace, then they turn to Chancey |
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