Chubby Jag - Grindin Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag] Yea I'm the realest out get real, I carry big steel Get out of line you could get k**ed, I pull them triggers six speal f** around get your strip pealed, bullets flying everybody dying n***a big deal Oh yeah I'm super paid, hot king Cooper made In my own column, got a problem we can shoot the fade Or just shoot it out the AR on me, I'm in Philly big smoking with AR homie Chubby, yea I'm overpaid but I'm underrated Funny how I got Brooklyn n***as saying son the greatest n***as hate cause I'm the one, the matrix And I'm co*ky, you would cry if you just knew what n***as done to make it They call me Black Mamba, you know we just scored b**hes tat my name on their body, graffiti who*es I bet they hate, when I told them they finna' see me more But I ain't on that fake rapping sh**, this ain't CB4 You can't overlook a n***a, talk over the words That's how a n***a gets slumped and he over the curb It ain't my fault a n***a sh** sounding over superb Mike Tyson child life, had to look over the birds Usually key p, brutally beat beats Music put me into deep sleep, this how a [beast?] sleep Back again like a 3 peat, so they repeat me Got them in check, n***a certified no retweets Chubby lets be clear, I got them popping buz But if them n***as talking guns, then I'm popping slugs We be popping them bad hoes in a popping club I taught them how to move the rock, like Stockton does Really we working holmes, that's the only option out You got a problem, f** a drive by we hopping out There ain't no copping out, a n***a spit steel hard Real bars, lil n***a balling like a k** card Chubby