Louie V Gutta - Freestyle Part 1 lyrics

[Intro: Lil Snupe] Why she worryin' bout my next b**h Steady going on my Facebook Tryna see how my b**h face look [Louie V Gutta] I said that old b**h she a groupie doe We 'bout to make a movie ho I take my new b**h to the mall Me and my new b**h yeah we ball Said we be all up in Neimans and sh** I be on the cleanest of sh** Hol' on, ion really freestyle But n***a in the meanwhile I got ya b**h in my coupe, me and Lil Snupe 'Bout to party ya b**h, show her what to do 'Bout to take her to the telly she gon' get it crackin' That n***a standin' there he like what happened? [Lil Snupe & Louie V Gutta] Huh Motel, hell nah b**h you better meet me at the hotel But we ain't talkin' Ca**idy We f** ya b**h and it's a tragedy [Verse 1: Meek Mill] My man said he gotta get up in that halfway house So that mean he halfway in and halfway out Halfway in and halfway out We get the work halfway in and halfway out What you know about 36 ridin' with a dirty brick You had to call a ho a lil dirty b**h Just take the ride, so when they pull you over You got a b**h with you, you still acting sober But you high as f** cause you just smoked a L And if this n***a play wrong we ain't goin' to jail Motherf**er, ya'll n***as rats, show and tell Cause if the cops grab ya'll, ya'll gon' show and tell Show 'em where the stash at, where the cash at I get a b**h ho show me where that a** at And last time i seen the work, n***a grabbed that Then I bagged that n***a, had that What you know about a scale n***a? Glock '30, giving everybody hell n***a I did that banger, all in jail n***a Hit you up and have you movin' like a snail n***a Slow motion, sippin' on purp potion I'm gettin money everybody, they know it I be Roseing, chosen A millionaire they say I'm chosen Cause I came from the bottom, they told me get 'em I got 'em Red beam on 'em, they moving you know I spot 'em Hit 'em in the dark n***a f**ing with the larks Playin' round you get parked, 106 when I spark On this drum clip, young n***a but I run sh** And you stupid as a dumb b**h I make a dumb b**h give me head, let you know where I'm from b**h The 8, posted by the gate Before i ain't had money, I was straight Ion f** with none of ya'll rappers, I can't relate All that sh** you talking that n***a, it ain't I used to play that f**in' corner, paranoid getting high off the marijuana Everytime i seen the cops sneak up in the corner It was tinted cars I felt like I was a goner I was out there all night, BR had that hard white and that soft white Me and Omelly in the car, on call flight Tryna swing that work n***a, this is our life We bring that work to your door n***a (uh knock knock) Strapped down, .44 n***a (pop pop) Crack life but we on tour n***a, mac life let that thing roar n***a I seen n***as go to early graves For tryna play with hammers in they early days A lotta n***as on ho sh**, got girly ways I fall back I got nah, got pearly ways My sh** flowin', and I'mma keep on goin' And I'mma get this money, everybody they be knowin' That I came from the bottom and I made it to the top And I started with a '22, I made it to a Glock Then I stepped up to the mac, then I went and copped a bat 'Member started with the 'lac, back then remember that? We was getting chased by the rock He caught his own ? down on snub block He got booked with an ounce of crack, sh** was rock They tried to take that n***a in, we hold up sh** to stop, put it in the car They couldn't even find the O n***a, it was hard He put that thing behind the badge, sh** it was soft He couldn't find it, had to rewind us We all got booked with the lil pal, honours Let me bring it back and remind it The same block I got pulled on when they found us Put me in the cell, we was comin' a scooby We had a lil sprinter, we ain't come in a hoopty He come down I told my n***as, "mm mm" I put a hole in ya head, I ain't talking no coofy n***a I Rich Blade, talking no Coogi n***a I slip you one, ain't talking no Roofy n***a You playin' round n***a we gon' gun ya down Walk up on you, if you running we gon' run ya down My young n***as gettin' money, we don't f** around All ya;ll n***as on your team, ya'll f**in' clowns It's all real n***as, we don't rob we k** n***as We treat 'em like, ya'll n***as pump fake and fire drill n***as