Big Boi - Big Boy's Neigborhood Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] Cla**ic, Young Gotti Gangsta, gangsta [Verse 1] Look, swallow your pride and then eat a dick Make the Ruler's apologize you ain't ruling the sh** I'm Rick Rubin in 85 with the beard thick Dick b**h tight the movie and slanted eyes that squinch I tell you that I'm one up, sun down then sun up Son, I son n***as I probably f**ed up your mama No condom, it's good p**y p**y, tell it to your honor that this trauma is Jeffrey Dahmer Took me too many moons set up this new platoon Get ambushed or kicked, pushed with push broom Man look, your man, look like sweet water Corn bread to break under pressure if he's caught up Big homie said I gotta crawl before I walk And if I ran my mouth then my legs would get cut off I'm just a young boss with a bat cave Back against the wall closer my back came back with them back pains, whoa Tell em put my name on the blimp Ball like I'm Derrick Rose you should know my gym You playa's not allowed I'm sparking your game towels And spikn' your Gatorade with gasoline I'm foul I'm in the crowd like Artest and them I move the crowd like Artest and them Punchlines mean I really go punch civilians Crunch time mean I take it to the hole Not this basket but rather the good p**y that I'm in I a**a**in you n***as I make you wait shake in Blank tapes in your deck, n***as still break their neck They hear it you need plans with the label just to spin I need to clear it with the bank just to win Club accounts go 15 racks when you wet like that sh** It's gotta be a sin. Hm. so Lord forgive me I'm a sinner Hm. These hoes squeeze me cause I'm a winner Back when we ate canned food for dinner, I coat food and the..tools make my agenda I show fools I'm nasty like tofu I wish a Motherf**er would get your whole career injured This a**ault what a deadly weapon Guilt your favourite rapper, favourite rapper last record We f**ed your baby actress on the map just what a blessing Make that p**y ante up she call my dick anti-depressive I'm really not depressed with, none of you n***as stressing That's some of you n***as bless with the gift to carry the presence A big in Pac and pop with..and with investments 15 minutes come up with 60 seconds Last month I've been six hours inside of session Came up with sh** writers block n***as up in this stressing Like who the f** cares? who the f** cares? Even if you get drunk up Still be a millionaire You could play a Santa Claus and make sure you're the whole dear Every verse I put that b**h in the hearse, while boy stear Uh Church to your p**y and push me get pack.. Verse that you cookie I read it my foot is here big boy Alright And you don't stop, and it don't stop And you don't stop And it don't stop And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't stop [Verse 2] This be that sh** that make real n***as grab they dick And b**hes rubbin' on they tits as if they think this monkeys rich Monkey see what monkey do, you monkeys never make no tips Climbup the tree sh** on you Paranoid the sh** and bricks that can build the castle Hastle and breaking your picket fence I know pterodactyls that still exist Clappin if you resist to cooperate, go home and see their daughters go.. You at risk if you wear bracelet, we want your wrist We can taste it from planet pluto Dog Gonnit you panic just like a poodle rip out your culo then kudos Two door Regals, El Caminos, and two more Sevilles with the whitewalls, wipe it off with my shoe ho I feel you just menthol, meant to get smoked and sent off to your maker Trace your..with no the ..coach Mean ain't no hood high up in California and G watches snoops Ladies press down I bet you dog watchin, west coast what's up? Gangsta, gangsta you don't stop And you don't, and you don't and you don't And you don't, and you don't and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't stop Yeah, ah 1 2, LA what's at it with it Kendrick Lamar You dig that, we out here Look [Verse 3] Me while I'm in Compon stomping through the swamp to swap meet Going back to L.A. ya'll Tryin to see what's poppin You cannot stop me Jay Rock, SchoolBoy, Top Dog Entertainment We the best, with the west Who can blame me I've been put up on all the OG's Dre Snoop, Quick Easy E DJ Quick and now it's me Then you see game, now we finna change The whole f**ing game smash it know you lames Compton you should already know the name yeah we pop it I shout out the whole westside because I got it like that And if we had it once then we got it right back And if you ever had it you won't have it no more And if we see the back though we to the front door Taking your bread, crucifying everybody off with their head This is freestyle of the top of the dome And you know Big Boi that's my home What's up? And you do stop, and you do stop, and you do stop And you do, and you do, and you do and you do And you do, and you do, and you do and you do And you do, and you do, and you do and you do And you do, and you do, and you do stop