King Los

[fox69]

"Lord Knows Freestyle"

"Lord Knows Freestyle"


Uh
I am King Los
Ain't too much changed
You know
Except
I'm driving in the thing with the roof clear
And it's a new year
Uh
I can hear my father saying don't you dare cry
Never wipe a tear, lift your chin and let 'em air dry
Now I'm in that Maserati, driving like a Kamikaze
Diamonds on me kinda rocky, blind you like the paparazzi
Yeah bitch, get my picture from the dope side
She said "What side? ", Bitch, both sides!
I know my soldiers will pop, so I never stress
Even when I'm over the top, like a sweater vest
Bless the souls that left and those left with me
I skipped the over-night success, and I chose legacy
Never worry, every obstacle is necessary
I made the impossible possible, this is legendary
Now these bitch niggas visibly shook
Like "Who's this nigga pissing in the history books? "
I said "Shit, nigga know what type of vision this took"
Rich niggas only put this type of wisdom in books
Look, welcome to the show I hope you got great seats
Lord knows the boy Los love killing Drake beats
And Wayne beats, and Jay beats, and 'Ye beats
My heart pump blood through the cord on my Dre Beats
I'm way deep, I shallow you petty rappers
I'm the greatest collection of molecules ever gathered
I'm the dopest artist, this I know for fact
Cause even when I go my hardest bitch I'm holding back
Hold up, ain't no hold ups now
Yo so what, Los so up now
He ain't never coming down, when the king come around
Bow down, Queen Roe so uptown
Bet ya'll niggas know what it was, pull up in that Cuddy cause
I'm bout to blow up like I'm Buddy Love
You know I screech that thing, I'm a stunt
Come on baby eat your greens, I eat that green like Mama Klump
She said before you stuff your fucking face
Make sure you say your fucking grace, I said
Great God, God is so great
And it's good to love God, good God, just don't hate
I'm hardcore, I got heart to the core nigga
I look down at a mountain like it's a lil nigga
If it's war nigga, call me red dot Los
So precise, I still aim when I'm head-shot close
Whoah, that could've meant danger for my foes
Or been a metaphor for me aimin' for my goals
No matter what you chose [?] would come through
I am to you now, the Shakespeare they once knew
And I'm from the jungle, where all the hope's distorted
So we ain't the only kings just the most important
No bullshit, nobody colder than me
I can inspire the futures of those older than me
While providing the future for those younger than me
Bustas and suckas to suffer versus the hunger in me
It's goin down, it's goin down, like the bungee popped
Play me, I'll let the animal out like a Jumanji box
This what you wanted, Pop? I could still off-his-head
I just figured you'd rather me kill the charts instead
So I'm just tossin' bread, and I'm flossin' bad
Pop the top, look like I got to droppin' the Boston crab
All I had was a dollar and a nightmare
Now I got the power, and these cowards want me fight-fair
I'm like word, you're weak asses
I'm so cold ice bergs give me heat flashes
How these bitch-ass niggas saying they street rappers?
I'm like who the fuck givin' out all these G passes?
Gee Cassius, I'm Muhammad with these punchlines
Sunny, listen, you Sonny Liston that one time
One time, like Wyclef on "Killing Me Softly"
She pop a pill, pop my cock in the grill and she stalk me
Look doggy, I've been praying like Tebow
Playing like T.O., haters predict your future but they faking like Cleo
So now I'm so addicted,
And it's all because of you if I can say it like Ne-Yo
Uh, so to the left, to the left
I'm coming for the crown, to the death, to the death
I know it get foul in the game,
But you bitch niggas crying to the ref, to the ref
And to the rest of the rest
You ain't fucking with the boy, I'm the best of the best, motherfucker
Yeah, oh boy
Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows
Tighten up niggas
Get your bars right, your broads right
Get your diamonds right and your cars right
Get your hand right, get your cards right
Cause we ain't even, bitch we at odds right?
That was a little freestyle just you know that was like
That's how I'm a end this shit like
I don't know I just did it
Cause we just do it, nigga
Go

 

[fox69]

"Love It"

"Love It"


Ok

Ok now this one from the bottom I need no top on my Bentley
And no tops on these bitches they give more top evidently
I'm not the type of nigga to put dames over my scrilla
I'm tryin' to get this change and fly a plane over my villa
Illa', fresha', cooler, smoother, doper, chilla'
Is everything that I am and you mad cause you "no familia"
And boy I'm out that jungle with them lions tigers bizz-ears
No lyin' when I'm flyin' I want my entire clique there
Would you like to let your hizz-air, down and enjoy some champagne
Majuana? Patron and Ciroc don't stizz-op so do your damn thing
Hey, anywho, hit me with your Jimmy Choo
If anything shorty we can get you any shoe
Yea you hella bad and your friend she can get it too
We can sip a few, tell a nigga what you finna do
I'm dippin' through with my roof way back
Swag high like a nigga with a new Maybach
We can ride this bitch till the wheels fall off or the freeway crack
I'm a G laid black
True G shit girl... spent two G's on Gucci shit
Swagged up from the hat to the kicks
My G I really do this shit

Oh yes all my diamonds sexist, so don't no nigga touch it
And bitch don't watch my Rose, cause those ain't in your budget
Now shorty bust it open, like she want me to fuck it
And all these niggas hate it, but all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
I said all these bitches love it
And you don't have to like it, but you know how I does it
So love it, love it, love it

You know she like the boys that hold the block down, creamed up
Something outside with the top down, gleamed up
OG Kush by the pound when we lean up
And all these bitches love it (all these) all these bitches love it

Oh yea all them niggas hate it, but all them niggas dated
And by that I mean outdated, I got all them niggas faded
Like a barber, I will son you, but you act more like a daughter
Bitch I'm farther, just so far that I recorded this tomorrow
Just don't bother boy it's hopeless, I know I'm the dopest
Ever seen a swag so potent you could roll it up and smoke it
Chokin' on your hatred, we joke you for that fake shit
I almost owe my fame to those that don't want Los to make it
Nigga I'm the one, can't a motherfucker test 'em
If I stood next to myself it would make the number eleven
If I'm standing next to you then that would make the number ten
While I take this number two, my nigga thank you come again

Oh yes all my diamonds sexist, so don't no nigga touch it
And bitch don't watch my Rose, cause those ain't in your budget
Now shorty bust it open, like she want me to fuck it
And all these niggas hate it, but all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
I said all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
Yea man all these bitches love it
And you don't have to like it, but you know how I does it
So love it, love it, love it

Oh yes all my diamonds sexist, so don't no nigga touch it
And bitch don't watch my Rose, cause those ain't in your budget
Now shorty bust it open, like she want me to fuck it
And all these niggas hate it, but all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
I said all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
Yea man all these bitches love it
And you don't have to like it, but you know how I does it
So love it, love it, love it

 

[fox69]

"Love You Down"

"Love You Down"


Throwin' hundreds on you for no reason
Know I got a rubberband wrapped around a bunch of bands, for no reason
You climbin' up the pole for one reason,
So I can make it rain now, rain now, stunt on niggas for no reason

It never really mattered too much to me
Your body's just way too dumb for me
So I'm a spend this money like you were my girlfriend
Damn shawty come and get this change
I'm in love with a stripper, T-Pain
Let me love you dooooooown
Damn shawty come and get this change
I'm in love with a stripper, T-Pain
Let me love you doooown, love you doooown
Damn shawty come and get this change
I'm in love with a stripper, T-Pain

Ugh, I told her stick to your grind hustler
You beautifully exceptional, professional mind fucker
You're puttin' on a show, and I'm payin' the sponsorship
Damn you know you made it when haters payin' you compliments
Accomplishments for you come on a nightly basis
The way you killin' these niggas baby you might be racist
You might be racin' but fuck it that's life, embrace it
Success is sweeter than freedom, why live your life complacent

It never really mattered too much to me
Your body's just way too dumb for me
So I'm a spend this money like you were my girlfriend
Damn shawty come and get this change
I'm in love with a stripper, T-Pain
Let me love you dooooooown
Damn shawty come and get this change
I'm in love with a stripper, T-Pain
Let me love you doooown, love you doooown
Damn shawty come and get this change
I'm in love with a stripper, T-Pain

Ahh... and I'm a make it rain down, rain down
It never really mattered too much to me...
And now you with the King you supposed to be

 

[fox69]

"Make You Fly"
(feat. Jazze Pha)

"Make You Fly"
(feat. Jazze Pha)



[Los:]
Uh Los, uh
You think the king in you
Is bigger than the king in me?
Be's what is seems
But everything ain't what it seem to be
See, the thing in me ain't a fake thing in me
So nigga I ain't never changin', like Drake's singing key
Yea I bear, Hug a bear, I sting a bee
Your girl I wouldn't dare, fuck a bear
I just sling the Bee-I-t-c-h, I see hate
But a G make space because I create
Space between me and these fake fucks in the game
Yea I'm all about
All about my bucks and my change
You know ballin' out, Ballin' out
Money fallin' out my pockets
They watch what they jealous of
She said when I see you wax on my watch
And she fell in love
This is it, this is it the timing and all
The difference between
Just gettin' over and Climbin' the wall
My trying efforts, designed my flying methods
My mind defined presence
Inclined defines essence
So with it, Gotta get it in 99 seconds
Inspiring the un-fly, Providing them fly lessons
Supplying them my blessings
They shine in my kind presence
My presence is a Present
You kinda behind lesson
Get the message?

[Hook: x2]
Be grateful my nigga, grateful my nigga
It's still all love when they hate you my nigga
Being broke should never break you my nigga
Cause coming from the bottom make you fly nigga
Let's Fly, let's fly

Ladies & Gentlemen
Id like to welcome you all
The Crown Ain't, I said The Crown Ain't Safe in the hood
What's goood

 

[fox69]

"Make You Proud (Snippet)"
(feat. Sean Hayz & DMX)

"Make You Proud (Snippet)"
(feat. Sean Hayz & DMX)



[Verse 1: Los]
Real shit nigga, real shit nigga, ugh, yo, ugh
While everybody complaining I'm thanking God for my life
Every step that I take, all my wrongs and my rights
Everything that I did, everything that I saw
I thank God for my todays and I'm praying for my tomorrow
So please don't misunderstand my perspective on drugs
I followed my own direction, though my connection with thugs hasn't passed up it's zone
But now I'm passed and I'm grown, so I thank go for that passion that got me back in my zone
How I make it through the hatred, truthfully I'll tell ya, I believe in my success more then you believe in my failure
Haters will try to tell ya give it up and stop your mischief, and I'm like nigga what I get a rush from opostition
When shit was getting tough I get it up with top positions, so opposite optimism ain't enough to block my vision
Nigga it's like the cool of the morning to the moon and beyond, I just use all of you as my fuel and I'm gone

[Chorus: Sean Hayz]
I'm the one that wasn't supposed to make it
But I hope I make you proud
I'm the one that wasn't supposed to make it
So I hope I make you smile
Ooooooh, hope I make you proud
Yes I hope I make you proud
Hope I make you smile
Yes I hope I make you smile
Hope I make you proud
Yes I hope I make you proud
Hope I make you smile
Yes I hope I make you smile

[Verse 2: DMX]
[?] family, loving [?] he don't understand me
[?] I came with a vision that too see through hate
But regard what I'm seeing [?]
Most niggers don't know what they need is to wait
Believe in the soul, believe in the process
[?] every time you didn't get what you wanted [?]

[Chorus: Sean Hayz]

[Verse 3: Los]
Ugh
Sense everybody is happy I'm thanking God for the rain, the days is harder then the pain
These crazy thoughts in my brain, major losses they came, replacing all of the shame
To obey the laws of the game and to just take it all as a gain, staying off in my lane
Sense then been dodging the fame, the things causing a change but ain't causing a change
So I'm praying for the ones that feel like nobody know em, never knew how to love cause ain't nobody show em
They think it's [?] but reality is I'll, it's easy to be fake but it's a challenge to be real
Everybody ain't rich but everybody got a choice, nobody speak up but everybody got a voice
Guess we never see the day where everybody help, you will never see the day that I'm like everybody else
My niggas in the hood get at me g, just to think I needed rap now rap need me, that's crazy

[Chorus: Sean Hayz]

 

[fox69]

"Marvin's Room Freestyle"

"Marvin's Room Freestyle"


[Verse 1: Los]
Y'all niggas weak, I could fuck 2 or 3 on your roster
You the reason she found me, I'm the reason you lost her
You be blowing up her phone, always talking reckless
When she blow up my phone, I only respond with texts
Like "soon as I land in Texas, I'm a text you later
Don't take this out of context, but your ex a hater
It's time for you to fuck with a dominant male"
She said "when I step back and weigh it all on a scale
Your statements is thorough, his commas is frail
But I was only with him for the coins
Like Sonic and Tails"
As I was sliding off her jeans
Her phone started to ring
A name popped across the screen
I said:

[Hook: Los]
Fuck that nigga that shit is so wack
After you blow my brains out you can get him back
Don't fuck with these rappers, all these niggas clowns
I Guess your girl ain't safe and neither is the Crown

I'm just saying you can do better
Tell me have you heard that lately
I'm just saying you can do better (uhhhh)
Guess that's why these niggas hate me

[Verse 2: Los]
I used to think it was a rich niggas world
Till I took a rich niggas girl
So I ain't gotta smack a nigga up
My swag is sick enough to make these bitch niggas...
She said "you keep me in a fly mood
You got me on these sit-ups and
Off of fried food, morning jogs, yoga
Fresh bowls of fruit, it's like you
Introduced me to passion and now I know pursuit
You told the truth, so every time the past tempt me
I pass it up, cause that was the glass that was half empty
You like a black Bentley
A sacred pair of rubies, a precious set of pearls
And my favorite pair of Loubies
I said "damn, I can't ignore the fact
I appreciate the apparition and I adore you back
You got me feeling like I'm on one... "
And right then her fucking phone rung
I said:

[Hook: Los]
Fuck that nigga that shit is so wack
After I break you off you will not hit him back
Don't fuck with these rappers, all these niggas clowns
I Guess your girl ain't safe and neither is the Crown

I'm just saying you can do better
Tell me have you heard that lately
I'm just saying you can do better (uhhhh)
I buess that's why these niggas hate me

[Verse 3: Los]
I walked up in the crib, that shit was candle-lit
She grabbed my dick, he stole my neck
Said "can you handle it?
The next time he hit my phone, I'm a
Turn on the speaker while we bone"
I said "ooh! You Scandalous! "
She said "nah Los, I'm really just rejuvenated
And I'd much rather tell the truth than fake it
Who am I kidding?
These effing actors are stepping backwards
Call it a lesson practiced
Cause nothing less than practice mMakes perfect
And it makes perfect sense when you stressing wack shit
It brings the best shit out you
So now I guess I'm about to invest in love
Cause Love, is indef as fuck and you could end up
Just stuck with your limbs up
Just fucking, but keep your chin up
But it feel like I've been doing push-ups and
Chin ups, and stuff
Yeah, I got me back
I mean I got "I" back
I got the me, that's me again
You know I got my fly back
I said "you got it mami
They're the fake niggas
Just never dedicate yourself
To featherweight niggas
Life is a fight and night brings you to light. Pain may bring you rain
But brings nice things you like
I know it rains all April and summer's way better
But to get there you gotta face the Mayweather
You got me feeling like I'm on one... "
And right then her fucking phone rung...

 

[fox69]

"Masterpiece"

"Masterpiece"


In love with the hustle, divorcing the bull shit
Not attracted to subtraction, misfortune, or forfeit
Ambiguous amateurs fear the push in my vision
Amazing ambiance, it's hard to ambush my ambitions
I'm on a mission, miss me with those misappropriations
You can't diss me, my disses is disassociation
Leaving niggas in the dust, thus far
To match me is far fetched when you just sub par
And its fucked up dog, when the fellas that stepped with ya
Don't want you to ball, like Cinderella's step sisters
So the guts colored pumpkin in that black sedan
It looked like I lit the guts up, like a jack-o-lantern
The rules is meant to be broken, my nigga watch me bend them
While covered in diamond cavalli shades and versace linen
Not to mention I earned my spot, you should watch and listen
Nigga stop the bitchin

All the things that I've seen, All the places I've been
I can hear the whispers saying I won't make it and I grin
I was born to be a king, got the struggle in my veins
But this passion in my heart got me stunting on them lames
Ay, ay, ay
One for the time they told me that
Two for the top, where I'm gon' be at
Three for the G's that hold me down
What I look like, letting clowns hold me back
I'm painting this picture, something you have to see
I bring it all together, call it a masterpiece

My exhibition's excellence, I'm exquisite with math
I execute extraordinary decisions in graph
Though the progress was slow, and the living was fast
My denim was [?] cause my vision was vast
Each arm tree long
You ain't in arms reach of me dog
Be calm, I'm a phenom
Dope tracks, I should write my raps on a fiend's arm
Cause I could spit crack or give you something you could lean on
Now shawty vibing in the ride with me
Flying down the [?] forty fiving in that five fifty
Pull up in that new edition, shut the lobby down
Cause the pipe smoking, grill slanted like Bobby Brown
Real bosses bounce back from a awkward fall
[?] bright enough to get a scholarship at Harvard Law
Condo covered in cashmere, carpet from wall to wall
Motherfuck all of ya'll

All the things that I've seen, All the places I've been
I can hear the whispers saying I won't make it and I grin
I was born to be a king, got the struggle in my veins
But this passion in my heart got me stunting on them lames
Ay, ay, ay
One for the time they told me that
Two for the top, where I'm gon' be at
Three for the G's that hold me down
What I look like, letting clowns hold me back
I'm painting this picture, something you have to see
I bring it all together, call it a masterpiece

 

[fox69]

"Me Too"
(feat. Kid Ink & Jeremih)

"Me Too"
(feat. Kid Ink & Jeremih)



[Los:]
Get me mad I'm a pull up on your lawn in a Lamb with a mink on
And leave the doors up nigga you a fan
I been the man since Cam had pink on
Yeah I'm up like a pimp, pinky finger up
When he sip his pimp cup with his ring on
Yes lord, I'm a king on this chess board
Do I got my Louie checker board thing on
Lot back jumpin got my block back jumpin'
Niggas shooting me, know a shot back coming
Cause I cock back dump it dump it dump it
Till the whole clip go click, go ahead with the bullshit
My whole clique got money out the ass
I could school niggas watch me get your honey out the class
Like a cool nigga tryna shake this money off the brass
What it do nigga? You don't fuck around and clash
With the B-A-D-B-O-Y He be
So fly to see me nigga go buy a TV or go buy me CD
Only way to play me lately, niggas
Fuck around and catch these rabies
The way these niggas biting
Feel like I'm fighting Tyson
But I'm floating like butterfly
And striking like I'm lightning
Cause I'm so Ali my cash is clay
Throw it up and make the asses say

Clap clap clap clap
Give me the money, boy, give me the money
Clap clap clap clap
If you want it, bitch, come get it from me
Cause I ain't stingy with it and I got a whole lot of it
If all them niggas is hating, I guess balling ain't in yo budget

[Jeremih:]
My old bitch won't like this, she say I'm brand new
Her new nigga ain't like me, I do shit he can't do
Them fuck niggas gone hate me when I pull that thing through
If you was getting this much money you be acting like me too
You be acting like me too, acting like me too
You be acting like me too, acting like me too
Them fuck niggas gone hate me when I pull that thing through
If you was getting this much money you be acting like me too

[Kid Ink:]
Ok, my old bitch don't like me, Came in with a new one
My old hood still love me, Grew up on a futon
No more food stamps, coupons, blue face, hundreds Money sure get everything
Gold, but it still got niggas in the street Making plays no coaching
Yeah, you'll be acting like me too Smoking on Cali good
Eyes look like T-2 Been going hard for too long never going
Broke again refuse Fuck yo' review check yo' replay
Just touched down tryna see you Young menace to society teach you
That West Side, W-West Side On my back need a massage
Match up you will get the message You ain't nothing but a mess guy
And you, looking real mess up And yo' bitch dirty like Kei$ha
And my bands up like Kesslers Yo' realness I question
Alumni rap, with a blunt full of the best
Take a look over here might feel like a movie
But to me it's straight
You see see be 4 niggas better cuff yo chick when you see me coming
My ex come in this bitch keep it real nigga might see me running

[Jeremih:]
My old bitch won't like this, she say I'm brand new
Her new nigga ain't like me, I do shit he can't do
Them fuck niggas gone hate me when I pull that thing through
If you was getting this much money you be acting like me too
You be acting like me too, acting like me too
You be acting like me too, acting like me too
Them fuck niggas gone hate me when I pull that thing through
If you was getting this much money you be acting like me too

My old bitch won't like this, she say I'm brand new
Her new nigga ain't like me, I do shit he can't do
Them fuck niggas gone hate me when I pull that thing through
If you was getting this much money you be acting like me too
You be acting like me too, acting like me too
You be acting like me too, acting like me too
Them fuck niggas gone hate me when I pull that thing through
If you was getting this much money you be acting like me too

 

[fox69]

"Mercy Freestyle"

"Mercy Freestyle"


I said I hate rappers I hate rappers
Damn right I hate rappers
I'm outta this world like E.T
You add a A.H and that's HATE backwards
Ya'll niggas got that trash bag swag
All I wanna see is your girl's mouth
Like she got on batman's mask
So how the fuck you claim the hoe
When I gotta peel my homie off her
She love the fact that he play the spur
Like when Eva was with Tony Parker
Woop woop
Niggas be followin cheap hoes
Listen to carlos cause hes cold
Nigga jus follow the g code
This is me off of my beast mode
Puffy told me stay patient
Y'all niggas on vacation
And I'm jus in my cave waitin'
I'm a winner I'm a stunna'
I'm so seasoned nigga
I could choke the winter out the summer
Nigga I'm so fly my pictures should be under pilots
The way I (eye) ball I should be under eyelids
Never should I just be under minded
Wonder where your girl is nigga
Prolly under my dick
You must of bumped your head
Kill em that's what my sponsor said
Rarely do I sleep but when I do it's under monsters beds
Want me chop it down cause I'm choppin' on them folks
Stay the fuck up out my business hit this chopper on your nose
Chop em chop em down like frenchie bitch
Come chop it up with los we get them birds like we cal ripken
Then we chop em down to o's (BALTIMORE ORIOLES)
Out the 410 what's poppin bitch
You droppin down them poles
I paint that chevy body blue
Like papa smurf without no clothes
Uh, white top white top,
My drop top get your wife popped
We fist fight get your knife out [?] ock [?]
And you just might lose your light (POP)
I peel off the top with my bare hands
My trunk beat like bear slaps
Get more head then Bayer aspirin
Y'all niggas bite like bear traps
Slap her on her bare ass
Say she can not bare it
Boy don't get embarrassed
I'm in furs more then bear shit
Say he love that hoe that's just a handyman
So many niggas in that pussy call it mini van
No really damn
I put 50 cent inside her pussy it played many men
I'm a get rich die tryin'
That slick shit I drive by it
And they ask me what's my swag high
Say shit bitch I'm skydiving, it's going down
My flow cold as common
But this ain't a common cold that's going round
Uh, I out class you widdles
I'm goin back to ZERO
I'm like a black deniro
I'm half past a hero
I'm bout to lap the track
I'm bout to smash the stereo-types (sterotypes),
I'm nice, fuck em, twice
No bullshit I'm insane try not to trigger me
My father took a bullet to the brain
I hate chall I love rap
I love ya'll I hate rap
I'm fucked up I take that
I slow down and let the rhythm find me
So I stop writing cause it live inside me

 

[fox69]

"Miss Me Freestyle"

"Miss Me Freestyle"


Okay...
Born to be the nicest, you just idolize niggas
Flow so righteous I could prophesize scripture
They call me "Shooter" cause of how my lines hit ya
Headshots every time like a wallet-sized picture
Nigga, I was havin' dreams of foreign deep dishes
When Biggie was havin' dreams of fuckin' R&B bitches
I'm tryin' to write this move co-starrin' these riches
I'll be damned if I ain't walked so far in this britches like
I'm what bitches like, you're like what bitches are
And since life is a bitch, it seems a bit bizarre
That you don't have a life, the things in which you struggle with
Bore me, I'll prob'ly master twice, did I slave and sacrifice?
Is a slave's master white? We slaved so we mastered white
I wonder will we still stay fresh to death in the afterlife?
Pr-pr-probly not, so for now I'm thinkin' Bugatti drops
Every night to party hop, menage two hottie pop
My drop blue lollipop, you clock 'need you prob'ly cop [?]
If you watchin' you prob'ly cops, if you jockin' you prob'ly cock
Ridin' and I go hard like I'm ballin' in the play-offs
Bitch, I'm goin' in like Carter when his J off
For me it's easy as a lay-up to get you laid off
Catch you while you laid up, then I let this 8 off
Yeah I'm on my Adolf, kill em on them 24′s
I'm Kobe when he took that 8 off and went to 24
Ironically I've mastered the 8 off of a 24
In other words a 16, damn that muhfucka Los
Yeah that muhfucka cold, grab that muhfuckin' Chevy
Gut that muhfucka out, dr-drop it muhfuckin' low
Bring that muhfucka out, ride that muhfucka slow
Like this muhfuckin' beat, unless of course yeah I go on
Incredible shit, instead of bullshit
Win championships then better forfeit, step into the pulpit
Breeze to the hood niggas then to the corporate
Lambo's, Ferrari's, Benz to the Porsche's
Money make the fuckin' world spin and it's gorgeous
Money make your fuckin' girl grin til you nauseous
Then it's the choices that end in divorces
So when you hear the revvin' from the engines in Porches
Gone muhfucka, this one deep – go long muhfucka
Guess ya pimp game ain't strong muhfucka
Okay, farewell, so long muhfucka
Shooter in this bitch, boy need I remind you?
If I put you in a scope that don't mean I signed you
Rest in peace to this beat, haul it off and chalk it
I was all over this flow – wall to wall carpet
SHOOTER