Caskey - Shook Ones Freestyle lyrics

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Caskey - Shook Ones Freestyle lyrics

Even when i ain't got the juice on me The juice on me The troops still poppin' them pills And then Luke's army appear f** that s**'a sh** you call your career 2014 i'm k**in' all that sh** You disappear like a UFO after the sightin' Don't come around my city rockin' chains on That's rather invitin' to my, a**ociates thats gang affiliated I made a couple calls and you ain't affiliated With none of them Who try'na camouflage? I'm huntin' 'em, snipe 'em up Duck tape mouth then cuttin' 'em Wrap 'em Egypt style I'm King Tut'in 'em Forgotten like Manchester Forgotten like the pure knowledge of my ancestors, p**y Forgotten like my social security number Y'all sayin' that i'ma fall off with this rap sh** Well that's like sayin' triple six the purity number I mean it holds no logic I put the fo-five at the hands of the man with the gold wallet And tell 'em don't hide it Ha you think i'm on my nice guy sh** Just cause i signed on the dotted s**'a Not auto, i'm rollin' round town duckin' 5-0 f**in' my b**h she hittin' high notes I see you, better tuck in yo' sh** In the land of the instrumental No such thing as half way ripped I'm takin' shots at the competition Like they first name Hennessy I'm drinkin' out the remedy still I play a game of soccer all upon ya energy field Rockin' the smirk that got Kennedy k**ed I let ya legacy build up So i can build and destroy Rap dead well i'm fillin' the void They derive a lot of happiness from winnin' Well i'm k**in' they joy Christmas mornin' and i'm still in they toy Look if y'all feelin' the boy Then let ya head nod Only officer i ever speak to in my city That's a dead cop They swear that Cash Money live in a mansion They saw on Bedrock Well that's some fairy tale sh** Send ya lead shots of insulin sh** For your med shots You sugar sweet Headlocks i'm Booker T My dogs talk c**aine I'm c**aine white, swear that i'm Pusha T Rottweilers with crooked teeth Backin' out the back alley with decoys don't look at me To be about that time you throw a hook at me I give ya all of the publishin' Yo just let me get the Instagram flick And tell my dogs i f** with And f** hundred different b**hes off this strength Cause these b**hes is thirsty, sh** And my dog's f**in em

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