Billy Bathgate - Bathgate Freestyle lyrics

Look... I'm here to make a mil off of fifteen bricks I rob for, can't see me workin' for Job Corps It's Gates, dog A little introduction to me Crack's D unto himself Who else f**in with me? Who got the sh** in a chokehold? Who gettin that powder? Who got the candy red 'Pala Sittin with M. Holla? Its real life and I ain't got to act in a flick Or make a skate and play like I'm blackin a b**h Young'n... I like the 5, but feel right in the 6 Its more roomy, so I can feel right in your b**h sh**, I drink Velvey, Henny, and Cris In the hood they call me can't-get-right But I can get right It ain't a ho in harlem that can't get piped Or any five boroughs My 9 semi starts trouble I want y'all to act up Go head and play dumb Billy Bathgates my name, huh n***a, I shot ya (Yeah...DJ Clue...Desert Storm...fat shout: My n***a Just Blaze, Enigma, word up)