Stunna 4 Vegas – Freestyle Lyrics
Freestyle Lyrics by Stunna 4 Vegas
Ron on the beat
Uh, uh, pu$$y (F–k ni–a)
It’s 4X (Ha)
I get that money and make it flip (Flip)
I’m the type ni–a to drop d!ck on her lip (Drop d–k on a thot)
She wanna f–k ’cause I’m havin’ that chip (I’m havin’ that chip)
She wanna go on 4 (On 4)
He say it’s smoke, fasho, let’s go (Let’s go)
I’ma bust if I up my pole (Boom)
Niqqa get in the way, and get rolled
Shove d**k in her throat she got choked
Big Glock with a stick in my coat (Boom)
Move wrong in this b*tch, and it’s on (Huh?)
He get laughed at, we lower his tone (Come on)
This sh*t that I’m smokin’ is strong (Uh)
Me and [?] just rolled out a zone
Hit her once, ain’t no callin’ my phone (Thot)
Done gettin’ money, bit*h, leave me alone (Bit*h)
High Roller life, I be geekin’ (Geekin’)
Lil’ niqqa watch how you speakin’ (Stupid)
We tweak quick as he blink (f00l)
Like Lil’ ni*ga, f**k was you thinkin’? (Gang)
We beat him drunk, he was drinkin’ (Slump)
Slump like a skunk, he stinkin’ (Pu**y)
Bet I’ma bust if he reachin’
Got rich so quick, I make it look easy (4X)
I dove headfirst like Harden (Uh)
I love Dracs not [?] (B!tch)
We got more guns than an army (What else?)
My lil niqqas goin’ retarded (Bow)
Pa$$ me a water, I’m bustin’ on RPs
We slide on your block with 8 RPs (Boom, boom boom)
I might find a b-tch when I say, “Cheese”
I won’t diss a rapper, we put him on Say Cheese (Come here, b!tch)
We bag sh-t like [?] (Uh)
These niqqas like ridin’ in fish bowls (Uh)
Pull up aside that bit-h and park it (Skrrt)
Niqqas mad because I blew up like explode (Boom)
My sh*t hit hard in the dark (Uh-huh, ice)
On the red carpet with a .40 on me [?] go like Stark (Go)
I’m stiff on a b-tch, no Stark
A f–k niqqa gon’ hate, that’s okay (F**k, okay)
niqqa prolly wanna be like me one day
Bit-h, we give it up the dumb way (Dumb)
[?]
I’m with my gun and I ain’t in no parade
Get whacked, cup an opp like [?]
My niqqas spittin’, no Blu-Ray
[?] (Huh?)
My momma told me I’m gifted (Uh-huh)
So I ride around with that uh uh
We blew more smoke than a chimney
I know some niqqas wanna kill me (Huh?)
Bro play with them birds, he a pilgrim
I want him dead, I’m Hitler (Huh?)
Long money, short temper (Uh-huh)
I send them niqqas come get you
4X
I send them niqqas come get with you
R.I.P. up under his pictures
Gang