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Lyrics to 2020 Freestyle
(K'Den Ju)
Yeah
It's Rio
Boyz in this bitch, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on
Free the whole Ghetto
On gang, uh
Eleven thousand cash on me, feelin' very important
Dropped a freestyle playin' around and they know every word
Just chased a nigga down Garland, he jumped every curb
Started shootin' when we got, no, I ain't gon' say that, fuck it
Started shootin' when we got to Fifth, that bitch crashed on Third
Scared to close my eyes, I might die, I drunk a lot of syrup
I'm tired of shittin' on niggas, I dropped a lot of turds
Today I'm spending fifteen racks on lean 'cause that's what I deserve
Ain't nobody give me shit, I got it by myself
Crazy part about it, I did all this shit on house arrest
Go shoot somebody with that gun, give that house a rest
Hit him in his face with an AR, it's comin' out his neck
Fuck a bitch for free, I ain't never comin' out a check
You think your nigga fuckin' with me? Smoke an ounce of meth
We the reason it's one-fifty for an ounce of red
Nigga shot at me, and two weeks later, they pronounced him dead
Nigga shot at me, and two weeks later, he pronounced deceased
How they lookin' for me and I'm chillin' somewhere out to eat?
I run a stupid bag up on the South with C
The hardest shit I ever tried was in the house with E
One night we drunk a whole pint and smoked an ounce of weed
One day I sold a zip in rocks, I met a crowd of fiends
Thirty on the Glock and the AK from down the street
But I'ma drop the 31st like it's Halloween
45, thirties on 30, these are not fifteens
I don't smoke, but I'll do a verse for a pound of weed
Scared to serve unc', I ain't gon' lie, he look like Harlem Green
Dropped an ounce of Cook', some straight drop that look like garlic cheese
I bought some dog and left it raw, it look like concrete mix
Popped a lil' nigga, he died young, he look like Roddy Ricch
If brody pop out with the 23, I guess I'm Scottie Pippen
I bought a gun straight out the store and caught a body with it
I poured a muddy ass cup, put an Oxy' in it
Knock a nigga head off his body and play hockey with it
The last time I had a dream, I seen Kwanny in it
Was finna shoot this nigga car up, but I seen Charlie in it
Yeah
It's Rio
Boyz in this bitch, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on
Free the whole Ghetto
On gang, uh
Eleven thousand cash on me, feelin' very important
Dropped a freestyle playin' around and they know every word
Just chased a nigga down Garland, he jumped every curb
Started shootin' when we got, no, I ain't gon' say that, fuck it
Started shootin' when we got to Fifth, that bitch crashed on Third
Scared to close my eyes, I might die, I drunk a lot of syrup
I'm tired of shittin' on niggas, I dropped a lot of turds
Today I'm spending fifteen racks on lean 'cause that's what I deserve
Ain't nobody give me shit, I got it by myself
Crazy part about it, I did all this shit on house arrest
Go shoot somebody with that gun, give that house a rest
Hit him in his face with an AR, it's comin' out his neck
Fuck a bitch for free, I ain't never comin' out a check
You think your nigga fuckin' with me? Smoke an ounce of meth
We the reason it's one-fifty for an ounce of red
Nigga shot at me, and two weeks later, they pronounced him dead
Nigga shot at me, and two weeks later, he pronounced deceased
How they lookin' for me and I'm chillin' somewhere out to eat?
I run a stupid bag up on the South with C
The hardest shit I ever tried was in the house with E
One night we drunk a whole pint and smoked an ounce of weed
One day I sold a zip in rocks, I met a crowd of fiends
Thirty on the Glock and the AK from down the street
But I'ma drop the 31st like it's Halloween
45, thirties on 30, these are not fifteens
I don't smoke, but I'll do a verse for a pound of weed
Scared to serve unc', I ain't gon' lie, he look like Harlem Green
Dropped an ounce of Cook', some straight drop that look like garlic cheese
I bought some dog and left it raw, it look like concrete mix
Popped a lil' nigga, he died young, he look like Roddy Ricch
If brody pop out with the 23, I guess I'm Scottie Pippen
I bought a gun straight out the store and caught a body with it
I poured a muddy ass cup, put an Oxy' in it
Knock a nigga head off his body and play hockey with it
The last time I had a dream, I seen Kwanny in it
Was finna shoot this nigga car up, but I seen Charlie in it