Hit-Boy - Goldie Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy] Yo, yo, b**h I crowd surf and throw it on tv Ain't no way you n***as can't see me My beats alone deserve five mics Five lifes, I swear I'm livin' a f**in' highlight All them hoes you dream about is up in my jacuzzi They comin' over, actin' up, we 'bout to make a movie I swear for God, man that sh** ain't really nothin' to me Other type of Jesus is Givenchy, I ain't wearin' Gucci Dinin' with dons and dickin' divas is my M-O Knew I was a king since n***as was rockin' my Ma**imo In '94, young and broke, now I'm at the top chillin' Hits all on the radio, I'm f**in' my own Robin Givens Tyson of this beat sh**, rhymes on the top tier You, failure, and floppin' is just somethin' I do not fear Won't stop, not soon, 'til I'm like a tycoon All your hoes, they see me they get wetter than a monsoon [Hook] x2 Said it must be cause a n***a got dough Extraordinary swag and a chest full of gold All around the globe everybody know That we gon' get this paper 'til it ain't no more [Verse 2: Audio Push] Ridin', ridin', all my n***as is ridin' No...duckin' no hidin', no chuckin' that chopper We buckin' and slidin', we gettin' the paper you see ? You n***as ain't shinin' you n***as is lyin' Ask around, they'll tell you how I'm evil-sided These n***as know I ball, no refs ain't no foul Verses I Gasol, no Lakers no Pau God is all I trust and Hit-Boy all on the percussion Excuse all of this stuckin', but these youngin's came from nothin' Like zero, nothin', nada, I rap game, I'm your poppa Hit-Boy says, "Start it up" and now nobody can stop us See first they try and knock us, but now you see that we poppin' So you shut up, you sit down, you kick back, and you watch us Like tv, cause HB is that 2-3 and I'm 3-3 That's MJ and that's SP, that's oh yeah that's three-peat Six rings, at least, you rappers won't beat a n***a HS87 playin' when you see these n***as [Hook] [Outro] HS87 It's G.O.O.D. music n***a Surf club, surf club Bow, bow, bow, bow b**h, this how we do it It's a motherf**in' young n***a movement Goddamn we goin' stupid Yeah, yeah, bounce