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    Dj Nite / Lyrics

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    "Freestyle" Lyrics

    Dj Nite feat. Jay-Z

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    Tony touch Iraq Iraq 50 M-C's,
    A little bit a thugs is all it takes
    To make this industry just brake
    A little bit a thugs is all it takes
    To make this industry just brake
    What what what poison arrows
    Swords and lords yo but really
    My Mac Milly spray niggas lay niggas
    Yo the cognac make you feel unbeatable
    Yo especially when that ass drunk too much
    I call up tony touch tony touch bring the next dutch
    Yo I'm all fucked up bent and can't think
    While you both stink, don't even care that you sink
    Yo impulsive, exclusive, high explosive
    Can't even get with, shit I dealt wit
    I'm on some other shit, my main script describe the foulness
    Panama canalness, what, yo, I, don't even talk so I'm far from the loudest
    Kid, nigga, can't touch this, rush this, yo what
    Yo, switch the beat, now, bless it

    What, I'm bout to fuck shit up, what
    Fuck it up
    Fuck it up
    Fuck it up
    Fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up, what what!?
    We on the lines like the internet
    Many will come but few was chosen
    Against my set, there ain't a nigga yet
    Smoke so much niggas say I need nicorette
    You say boogie, but you used to say cigarette
    Now I know, a new religion, a new beginning
    I own women, three-fourths rock and linen
    This middle east shit, father beat shit
    Release this, the only place in the world, that pull out cracks pieces
    We rock camels, split that ass in text
    Yo we bag bitches after we fuck em and say thanks
    Yo thanks for havin' me, next week your straight grabbin' me
    Swearin' they homeless, sayin' that the havin' me
    I don't, want to crawl at all
    You want to be a thug, you used to play ball
    Runs the play for Seton Hall
    Now, outta the blue, you got thug in you too
    Yo I knew you, your size shoe was due in voodoo
    Always, smell like shit, used to call you doo-doo
    Never came outside, in the crib you hide
    Scared to death
    While we played manhunt, to our last breath
    I never chose this life, it chose me
    What, l-f-c, heavy amount with jewelry
    Crime syndicate, nigga livin' this
    Never mention miss ?
    Smoke rain bodies, you had to saw before, before
    Yo, you on my dick, I had the lime green on
    With the string on, with fatigue on
    Fresh avirex's, cockpit, now from the outlet
    Jose Luis emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger
    No real kings like john Dillinger, the politic
    What, I'm on some ides in the militant
    You either with me or against me
    That in between shit make the money stop too intensely
    So what the deal is, the generals what the deal is
    What the deal is, the devilish thought you can't kill this

    What niggas, Iraq, realize that
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Nasir Jones, Salaam Remi.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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