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Grammy Freestyle Lyrics - Artist : REASON
Yeah, yeah
Yah, yah (Yah, yah, yah) Yah, yah Shout out D-Ron Look, tell me how you really feel (Whoa) I tell you how I really feel (Whoa, whoa) I done played my cards right (Right) And I ain't even got a deal (Wait) These niggas fishin' for hits (Hits) They ain't even got a reel (Nah) They love REASON 'cause it's real (Nah) Authentic, comin' for the kill (Skrt!) These niggas spendin' they rent to be on some new shit I could tell by the designer, you ain't got a future Uh, I'm makin' more hits than I'm makin' excuses I feel like Frank Lucas Headshot 'cause the nigga ruthless Leave a nigga roofless Free [?] hustle, we come for the chips (Chips) I get it then dip (Skrt!) I hang with some killers, they all with the shits Some Blood and some Crips All these blue and red around like I play for the Clips My cousin, Rico, he playin' with them clips Just got locked, now he gotta sit Sometimes, it's just what a nigga need My niggas hungry, we gotta eat That pussy expensive, I got it cheap She gotta have it like she gotta breathe (Hah!) We just came back from them Vegas nights Bet the 6's in [?], that's a way of life Got all these hoes' attentions Shit, we got that for the table price (Haha) Haha, look And Del Amo city raisin' (Yeah, yeah) Heatin' up like it's cagin' (Wait) Hustle, comin' for the bread (Bread) I need to check in, in the savings (Savings) I need the diamond and the phases (What) All black 'cause I'm racist We done really put some days in Heh You know? Just West Coast shit They gon' think I won a Grammy (Wait) They gon' think I won a, wait (Wait, wait) They gon' think I won a Grammy (Whoa) They gon' think I won a, wait (Calm down) They gon' think I won a Grammy (Wait) They gon' think I won a, wait (Wait) They gon' think I- (Haha) Look, they gon' think I won a Grammy (Yeah) Nigga did it for the family Hoes on me like SpongeBob, knee tell like Sandy Swear this trap shit easy like takin' baby from a candy (What?) Well, takin' candy from a baby Henny got me kinda hazy (That true) I pulled off in a new Coupe Gettin' busy, got some twins with me I can't even tell who's who Got a cougar bitch with some ass on her Put my paw on her like Blue's Clues Pussy lips on Bruce Bruce I cannot fuck with these ratchet hoes You know I don't fuck with these ratchet hoes Fuck a bitch 'til I'm tired (Tired) Henny shots 'til I'm wired Now I'm fuckin' her for hours Throw the dick in like the towel She surrendered but I kept goin' And REASON on it then the best on it I'm recordin' while they sleepin', nigga feel like Wooly Beamin (True) They gon' think I won a Grammy (Grammy) Del Amo nigga, that's the family (DA) They gon' think I won a Grammy (Grammy) She go down like a hand me That's a hand me down, nigga (Whoa) Sometimes it's hard to understand me (Yeah) They gon' think I won a Grammy They gon' think I won a, wait They gon' think I won a Grammy REASON killin', God dammit This proof shit, nigga Killin' niggas at they own game Diamonds dancin' like Soul Train Ratchet on me like Soul Plane Big body, I'm in both lanes On the block, check the post game, nigga wait |
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