[FREE] DaBaby, Megan Thee Stallion, YK Osiris and Lil Mosey's 2019 XXL Cypher Instrumental
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Lil Moseys freestyles way fire on instrumental đĽ
âThis a lame ass beatâ everyone: đ
Stop lying
Haha
Are you serious?
Facts bru he woke up like the man
Mosey verse really do hit different on mute
@@nshkcam he did not steal the video he just edited it.
@@xavierwilson2134 r/whoosh he meant the comment up above is from the original with a bunch of likes and took it from there.
@@Yellowshirtmann ew who says r/whoosh anymore
âFreshman of the year I woke up like the manâ
- Lathan Moses Stanley Echols
2:21
âEverybody know my name, ring a bell, ring a bell like the hallway.â
Iâm da man đ¨
super instrumental
Listening to this beat how did mosey fucked that up
Damn Mosey verse is so much better
goddamn , i feel like the man
Who killed the Freestyle? Lil Mosey donât count. đ
Onyx Beats Rico Nasty killed her shit
Onyx Beats mosey killed his shit lmao
TomSam you mean Megan Thee Stallion
Baby
Onyx Beats can i use this beat ill give you credit
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Whereâs the download link? I promise Iâll give credit.
I feel like yo the man
That 1.25x speed is why this shit is đĽ
Play at 0.75x
That shđĽt fđĽre
Try 1.25
[Verse 1: Lil Mosey & YK Osiris]â¨Goddamn, I feel like the manâ¨Freshman of the year, I woke up like the manâ¨Never poppin' Xans, 'cause they killin' me, damnâ¨When you got the money, they be tryin' be your friendâ¨Okay, this a lame ass beatâ¨Walk up on your bitch, my dick eight feet deepâ¨Why he talking out his lip? He know ain't shit sweetâ¨Ayy, ayy, your block I'm gon' seeâ¨Ayy, ayy, bussdown, not regular face (What?)â¨Ayy, chasin' blues like DaBaby (What?)â¨Ayy, swervin 'round with Kate (What?)â¨Ayy, dropped out, no I didn't graduate manâ¨â¨[Interlude 1: Megan Thee Stallion]â¨Real hot girl shit, aahâ¨â¨[Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion]â¨Bitch, I'm with your man, tryna see what the hit forâ¨Post a new pic for a bitch I'ma shit onâ¨Big bag talk, make that little money get goneâ¨I love cash, I be in the back, tryna get it onâ¨I'm gettin' money, I ain't even mad atcha'â¨Rich bitch shit, I'm might throw a bag atcha'â¨Speakin' on my name only make it sound betterâ¨Your nigga in my DM, and he write love-lettersâ¨Say that booty looking softer than Hawaiian rollsâ¨I be in the gym, I'm your girls' body-goalsâ¨Flexin' on the gram do it for the mad hoesâ¨Everything I do they watchin' me like I'm on paroleâ¨Couple of these bitches niggas on my block listâ¨Drop a screenshot if I wanna start shitâ¨I ain't fucked your man, that ain't how I rock sis'â¨I just took him to the bank to make a deposit, aahâ¨
[Interlude 2: YK Osiris]â¨Mmm-mmm, yeah-yeah, mmmâ¨â¨[Verse 3: YK Osiris]â¨She see body, when she lookin' at a young niggaâ¨I fuck her good, now she talk about a young niggaâ¨And I don't understand these bitches, why they like meâ¨I put it in, now she wanna act so feistyâ¨Now she say she worth it, but she ain't worth itâ¨I put them diamonds on my wrist, and now she want meâ¨I swear you niggas always lookin' like y'all know meâ¨I put them diamonds on my neck, and now they want itâ¨And now she wanna get it right nowâ¨And I'ma let her go for right nowâ¨And when she talkin' 'bout she 'bout it, she ain't 'bout itâ¨And when I'm 'bout it, she ain't 'bout it, mmm, 'bout itâ¨â¨[Verse 4: DaBaby]â¨Everybody know my nameâ¨Ringin' bell, ringin' bell like the hallwayâ¨I ain't gotta cap in no motherfucking rapâ¨I whip out and air it out broad dayâ¨I got in with the stick, and I'm with thatâ¨Break a nigga in half like a Kit-Katâ¨I been tryna' be positive mamaâ¨They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mamaâ¨Who you know put they motherfuckin' self on the mapâ¨And now they ain't on nobody shitâ¨I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you offâ¨You get laid on the floor by a jitâ¨Got pulled over with 55K in my pocketâ¨The police they know I'm legitâ¨The police they know I got sticksâ¨They be worried about me, they know I'ma clickâ¨These niggas they know I'm a dawg, I ain't worried about himâ¨I know he a bitchâ¨The next nigga that come play with meâ¨I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a picâ¨They say I'm the hottest new niggaâ¨Go check the thermometer, that nigga sickâ¨Nigga must have a fever or somethin'â¨Heard he was born up on Cleveland or somethin'â¨Let me give you a history lessonâ¨We moved back to Charlotte, 1999â¨I ain't sayin that none of that matterâ¨If somebody touch me, then somebody dieâ¨Why he talkin' so calm when he say that?â¨How you make him rewind and replay that?â¨Who you know get a fade once a weekâ¨And they try make it wave, fuck a motherfuckin' wave-capâ¨Everytime that the DJ play Sugeâ¨Niggas throw up they arm like a motherfuckin' racetrackâ¨Everytime that my babygirl see me, she runâ¨And say "Daddy", I love when she say thatâ¨Everytime I hit one of my moves, all the bitches go crazyâ¨They like how I do thatâ¨I keep one in the head, if I don't let off firstâ¨I'ma dive to the side when I shoot backâ¨Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this bitchâ¨Fuck around, and walked down in a trenchcoatâ¨They gon' have to put me with the greatsâ¨Wanna fuck with me, she gotta waitâ¨Only yacht, would mean me and the kidsâ¨There's four of us, we're on the sea eatin' steakâ¨I ain't goin' ooh-ooh on a bitchâ¨I ain't goin out sad 'bout no hoe, I'm a pimpâ¨He keep bumpin' his motherfuckin' gunâ¨We gon put his ass up like a motherfuckin' blimpâ¨Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes' that's gon' get himâ¨Exposed, he a muhfuckin simpâ¨You know he keep that thang on him babyâ¨Quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limpâ¨I on't care bout this motherfuckin' chainâ¨But I still bust your motherfuckin' brainâ¨Just got head on a motherfucking planeâ¨Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truthâ¨And then fuckin' yo' hoe from the backâ¨I knew hoe for a day, she won't ghost, she the swoupâ¨And these niggas ain't livin like this, why he talkin' so gangsta?â¨Your boy, he a flukeâ¨They know Baby gon' blow, he a fluteâ¨They know Baby gon' blow, he the bombâ¨They know Baby was just in Miamiâ¨Now he in LA, nigga think he LeBronâ¨They know Baby go baby on babyâ¨But five years ago, niggas say he was Johnâ¨I touch down at the front of the planeâ¨And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuittonâ¨While he drive me around, I be blowin' that pressureâ¨I'm chillin' backseat with the iron
Verse 4: DaBaby]
Everybody know my name
Ringin' bell, ringin' bell like the hallway
I ain't gotta cap in no motherfucking rap
I whip out and air it out broad day
I got in with the stick, and I'm with that
Break a nigga in half like a Kit-Kat
I been tryna' be positive mama
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mama
Who you know put they motherfuckin' self on the map
And now they ain't on nobody shit
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit
Got pulled over with 55K in my pocket
The police they know I'm legit
The police they know I got sticks
They be worried about me, they know I'ma click
These niggas they know I'm a dawg, I ain't worried about him
I know he a bitch
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
Go check the thermometer, that nigga sick
Nigga must have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up on Cleveland or somethin'
Let me give you a history lesson
We moved back to Charlotte, 1999
I ain't sayin that none of that matter
If somebody touch me, then somebody die
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that?
How you make him rewind and replay that?
Who you know get a fade once a week
And they try make it wave, fuck a motherfuckin' wave-cap
Everytime that the DJ play Suge
Niggas throw up they arm like a motherfuckin' racetrack
Everytime that my babygirl see me, she run
And say "Daddy", I love when she say that
Everytime I hit one of my moves, all the bitches go crazy
They like how I do that
I keep one in the head, if I don't let off first
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this bitch
Fuck around, and walked down in a trenchcoat
They gon' have to put me with the greats
Wanna fuck with me, she gotta wait
Only yacht, would mean me and the kids
There's four of us, we're on the sea eatin' steak
I ain't goin' ooh-ooh on a bitch
I ain't goin out sad 'bout no hoe, I'm a pimp
He keep bumpin' his motherfuckin' gun
We gon put his ass up like a motherfuckin' blimp
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes' that's gon' get him
Exposed, he a muhfuckin simp
You know he keep that thang on him baby
Quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp
I 'on't care bout this motherfuckin' chain
But I still bust your motherfuckin' brain
Just got head on a motherfucking plane
Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth
And then fuckin' yo' hoe from the back
I knew hoe for a day, she won't ghost, she the swoup
And these niggas ain't livin like this, why he talkin' so gangsta?
Your boy, he a fluke
They know Baby gon' blow, he a flute
They know Baby gon' blow, he the bomb
They know Baby was just in Miami
Now he in LA, nigga think he LeBron
They know Baby go baby on baby
But five years ago, niggas say he was John
I touch down at the front of the plane
And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton
While he drive me around, I be blowin' that pressure
I'm chillin' backseat with the iron
U should have used the spinz 808
Facts, made this a hour after they dropped itâŚand I wanted to make it a little harder so added a kick
Hey, outta control, I'm doing shows
In quarantine over the FaceTime (Uh)
She wanna rock, I wanna roll
Overseas, over the dateline (Uh)
Dropped out of college, but I'm still a freshman
I'm 'bout to blow up in every direction
I need to know if we share a connection or not
'Cause then I'm just stirring the pot (Uh)
I got it hot (Hot), niggas is talkin' a lot
But don't really talk when they flop (Baow)
I got a mop to clean up the mess
That they made on my way to the tippity-top (Grr), bippity-bop
Supercalifragilistic expeditious, spin off the block (Uh)
I got a plaque, and some rockets, some rap on my back
So just wait 'til you see me do pop, uh
Got your girl TikTok'ing to my shit (Yeah)
I see Fivi' in the cut (Yeah)
Woo-walkin' (Yeah) in this bitch (Uh)
I see Cal' gettin' wild, see this style too legit
And Mulatto, she a queen
Put a crown on that head, hey (Uh)
I don't want fans, I want stans
Tattoo my name on your neck so it last
I don't do free, need a fee
Somethin' to tuck in these bell bottom jeans (Uh)
You know I'm too legit to quit, we do this everyday
From L.A. to the Bay, you know we never play
Everybody know my name ringin' bells
Ringin' bells like the hallway (uh-huh)
I ain't gotta cap in no mothafuckin' rap
I'll whip out and air it out broad day (mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Break a nigga in half like a Kit-Kat (uh-huh)
I been tryna be positive, mama (uh-huh)
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mama (nope)
Who you know put they mothafuckin' self on the map
And now they don't owe nobody shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)
The police, they know I'm legit (woo, woo)
The police, they know I got sticks
They be worried about me, they know I'm a clique
These niggas, they know I'm a dawg
I ain't worried about him, I know he a bitch (meow)
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic, bitch
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
Go check the thermometer, that nigga sick (hot)
Nigga must have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up in Cleveland or somethin' (uh-huh)
Let me give you a history lesson
We moved back to Charlotte, 1999 (Okay)
I ain't sayin that none of that matter
'Cause if somebody touch me, then somebody dyin' (no cap)
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that? (huh?)
How he make 'em rewind and replay that? (yeah)
Who you know get a fade once a week and they tryna get waves?
Fuck a mothafuckin' wave-cap (uh-huh)
Every time that the DJ play "Suge"
Niggas throw up they arms like a mothafuckin' racetrack (let's go)
Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say "Daddy", I love when she say that (mwah)
Every time I hit one of my moves
All the bitches go crazy, they like how I do that (let's go)
I keep one in the head, if I don't let off first
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this bitch (ah)
Fuck around, and walked out in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with the greats (uh-huh)
Wanna fuck with me, she gotta wait (bitch)
On the yacht, with me, me and the kids
There's four of us, we on the sea eatin' steak (yep)
I won't go back and forth with a shrimp
You goin out sad 'bout a hoe, I'm a pimp (ha)
He keep bumpin' his motherfuckin' gums
We gon put his ass up like a mothafuckin' blimp (bitch)
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes, that's gon' get him exposed
He a mothafuckin' simp (hold up)
You know he got that thang on him, baby
Quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp (shh, shh, shh)
I don't care bout this mothafuckin' chain (uh-huh)
But I'll still bust your mothafuckin' brain (uh-huh)
Just got head on a mothafuckin' plane (no cap)
Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth (ha)
End up fuckin' this hoe from the back
I knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoop (yeah, yeah, yeah, swoop)
And these niggas ain't livin' like that
Why he talkin' so gangsta? Your bro, he a fluke (fluke, fluke)
They know Baby gon' blow, he a flute (flute)
They know Baby gon' blow, he the bomb (boom)
They know Baby was just in Miami
Now he in L.A., nigga think he LeBron (ha)
They know Baby go baby on baby (Uh-huh)
But five years ago, nigga say he was John (keep goin')
I touch down at the front of the plane
And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton (them facts)
While he drive me around, I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat with the iron (bitch)
I got 20 on my beat
Everybody know my name ringin' bells
Ringin' bells like the hallwayâ (uh-huh)
Iâ ain't gotta capâ in no mothafuckin' rap
I'll whip outâ and air it out broad day (mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Break a nigga in half like a Kit-Kat (uh-huh)
I been tryna be positive, mama (uh-huh)
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mama (nope)
Who you know put they mothafuckin' self on the map
And now they don't owe nobody shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)
The police, they know I'm legit (woo, woo)
The police, they know I got sticks
They be worried about me, they know I'm a clique
These niggas, they know I'm a dawg
I ain't worried about him, I know he a bitch (meow)
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic, bitch
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
Go check the thermometer, that nigga sick (hot)
Nigga must have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up in Cleveland or somethin' (uh-huh)
Let me give you a history lesson
We moved back to Charlotte, 1999 (Okay)
I ain't sayin that none of that matter
'Cause if somebody touch me, then somebody dyin' (no cap)
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that? (huh?)
How he make 'em rewind and replay that? (yeah)
Who you know get a fade once a week and they tryna get waves?
Fuck a mothafuckin' wave-cap (uh-huh)
Every time that the DJ play "Suge"
Niggas throw up they arms like a mothafuckin' racetrack (let's go)
Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say "Daddy", I love when she say that (mwah)
Every time I hit one of my moves
All the bitches go crazy, they like how I do that (let's go)
I keep one in the head, if I don't let off first
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this bitch (ah)
Fuck around, and walked out in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with the greats (uh-huh)
Wanna fuck with me, she gotta wait (bitch)
On the yacht, with me, me and the kids
There's four of us, we on the sea eatin' steak (yep)
I won't go back and forth with a shrimp
You goin out sad 'bout a hoe, I'm a pimp (ha)
He keep bumpin' his motherfuckin' gums
We gon put his ass up like a mothafuckin' blimp (bitch)
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes, that's gon' get him exposed
He a mothafuckin' simp (hold up)
You know he got that thang on him, baby
Quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp (shh, shh, shh)
I don't care bout this mothafuckin' chain (uh-huh)
But I'll still bust your mothafuckin' brain (uh-huh)
Just got head on a mothafuckin' plane (no cap)
Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth (ha)
End up fuckin' this hoe from the back
I knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoop (yeah, yeah, yeah, swoop)
And these niggas ain't livin' like that
Why he talkin' so gangsta? Your bro, he a fluke (fluke, fluke)
They know Baby gon' blow, he a flute (flute)
They know Baby gon' blow, he the bomb (boom)
They know Baby was just in Miami
Now he in L.A., nigga think he LeBron (ha)
They know Baby go baby on baby (Uh-huh)
But five years ago, nigga say he was John (keep goin')
I touch down at the front of the plane
And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton (them facts)
While he drive me around, I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat with the iron (bitch)
And I'm done with this shit, man
I'm one of the best mothafuckin' rappers, man (I'm fuckin' done with this shit, man)
You know (I'm done with this)
But I ain't gon' keep, you know, I mean, braggin' 'bout this
I'm done with this one, I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper, man
Quit playin' with Baby, man, do not play with me
I'm just exercising, I'm just exercising my craft, that's it (I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper)
And I'm not gonna keep sayin' this shit, (yeah) I'm done sayin' this shit
Uh
And I got 20 on my mothafuckin' beat, but this nigga can't engineer for shit
I'm 'bout to make this nigga just start makin' beats and quit engineering
Aight, cut that shit off
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I got 20 on my beat
Everybody know my name ringin' bells
Ringin' bells like the hallway (Uh-huh)
I ain't gotta cap in no mothafuckin' rap
I'll whip out and air it out broad day (Mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Break a nigga in half like a Kit-Kat (Uh-huh)
I been tryna be positive, mama (Uh-huh)
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mama (Nope)
Who you know put they mothafuckin' self on the map
And now they don't owe nobody shit? (Me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (Ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (Woo)
The police, they know I'm legit (Woo, woo)
The police, they know I got sticks
They be worried about me, they know I'm a clique
These niggas, they know I'm a dawg
I ain't worried about him, I know he a bitch (Meow)
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic, bitch
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
Go check the thermometer, that nigga sick (Hot)
Nigga must have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up in Cleveland or somethin' (Uh-huh)
Let me give you a history lesson
We moved back to Charlotte, 1999 (Okay)
I ain't sayin that none of that matter
'Cause if somebody touch me, then somebody dyin' (No cap)
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that? (Huh?)
How he make 'em rewind and replay that? (Yeah)
Who you know get a fade once a week and they tryna get waves?
Fuck a mothafuckin' wave-cap (Uh-huh)
Every time that the DJ play "Suge"
Niggas throw up they arms like a mothafuckin' racetrack (Let's go)
Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say "Daddy", I love when she say that (Mwah)
Every time I hit one of my moves
All the bitches go crazy, they like how I do that (Let's go)
I keep one in the head, if I don't let off first
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this bitch (Ah)
Fuck around, and walked out in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with the greats (Uh-huh)
Wanna fuck with me, she gotta wait (Bitch)
On the yacht, with me, me and the kids
There's four of us, we on the sea eatin' steak (Yep)
I won't go back and forth with a shrimp
You goin out sad 'bout a ho, I'm a pimp (Ha)
He keep bumpin' his motherfuckin' gums
We gon put his ass up like a mothafuckin' blimp (Bitch)
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes, that's gon' get him exposed
He a mothafuckin' simp (Hold up)
You know he got that thang on him, baby
Quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp (Shh, shh, shh)
I don't care bout this mothafuckin' chain (Uh-huh)
But I'll still bust your mothafuckin' brain (Uh-huh)
Just got head on a mothafuckin' plane (No cap)
Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth (Ha)
End up fuckin' this ho from the back
I knew her for a day, she on go
She the swoop (Yeah, yeah, yeah, swoop)
And these niggas ain't livin' like that
Why he talkin' so gangsta? Your bro, he a fluke (Fluke, fluke)
They know Baby gon' blow, he a flute (Flute)
They know Baby gon' blow, he the bomb (Boom)
They know Baby was just in Miami
Now he in L.A., nigga think he LeBron (Ha)
They know Baby go baby on baby (Uh-huh)
But five years ago, nigga say he was John (Keep goin')
I touch down at the front of the plane
And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton (Them facts)
While he drive me around, I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat with the iron (Bitch)
And I'm done with this shit, man
I'm one of the best mothafuckin' rappers,
Man (I'm fuckin' done with this shit, man)
You know (I'm done with this)
But I ain't gon' keep, you know, I mean, braggin' 'bout this
I'm done with this one, I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper, man
Quit playin' with Baby, man, do not play with me
I'm just exercising
I'm just exercising my craft, that's it (I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper)
And I'm not gonna keep sayin' this shit, (Yeah) I'm done sayin' this shit
Uh, and I got 20 on my mothafuckin' beat, but this nigga can't engineer for shit
I'm 'bout to make this nigga just start makin' beats and quit engineering
A'ight, cut that shit off
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk / Antwain Lamont Fox
XXL lyrics Š Universal Music Corp., Reservoir 416, Baby Jesus Publishing, South Coast Music Group Llc, Moxierisma Publishing
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27-Sep-2019 - XXL. DaBaby. Lyrically, DaBaby's âXXLâ is an exact replica of his standout freestyle from the XXL Freshmen ...
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DaBaby Lyrics. "XXL". (I got 20 on my beat) Everybody know my name ringing bells, ringing bells like the hallway. I ain't gotta cap in no ...
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Everybody know my name ringin' bells
Ringin' bells like the hallwayâ (Uh-huh)
Iâ ain't gotta capâ in no mothafuckin' rap
I'll whip outâ and air it out broad day (Mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Break a nigga in half like a Kit-Kat (Uh-huh)
I been tryna be positive, mama (Uh-huh)
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mama (Nope)
Who you know put they mothafuckin' self on the map
And now they don't owe nobody shit? (Me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (Ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (Woo)
The police, they know I'm legit (Woo, woo)
The police, they know I got sticks
They be worried about me, they know I'm a clique
this beat was ass but still everyone could do better than mosey on this beat