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Mistah F.A.B.( Mistah FAB )
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Quiet Storm Freestyle
Hey yo, first off, shout out to my d, prodigy and habit Niggas going through some bullshit, they need to stop it They made true hits, niggas from the west coast was on that shit True shit, can't lie, what about them other niggas in queens Talking bout cnn war report, know what I mean Know he was the hardest nigga than the end of the world When I met him he the realest nigga locked in the world I said I fuck with you nigga, shout out to capone Shout out to mega and nature's son I fuck with queensbridge niggas, qb to the fullest Metal world peace, real nigga, no bullshit And shout out to my nigga ruck, and my niggas up in harlem That be balling up the rockers You know it flows real stanley True story shit, fuck hurricane sandy
It's the real, know what I'm saying Fuck em all these coast niggas man Everytime I touch down niggas show love to me So it's only right I show love back, you know The real shit, true story, hip hop, yo
Hey yo niggas, I fuck with styles, fuck with sheek, fuck with locks Real life niggas I fucks with kiss Harlem young niggas they be all for the shit Shooters if they'll shoot, they'll never miss Real life wars like my niggas got ice Harlem niggas show me love it's alright It's all love for a nigga like me Real talk, I'm a real ass nigga, in any block Any street To my niggas in jersey, you heard me Shout out to lady l, doing the jersey girls Sunday we making movies in that bitch Throwing money in the air like groovy in this shit I'm a tril nigga phillie niggas know what's up Shout out my nigga gilly, meek mills nigga, warrup Tone trump, y'all niggas know what it do Sandman, big jack nigga this is for you Never gonn stop with this hip hop Real shit nigga if my diss fly back to the big block Fuck niggas talking I rock like kid rock Giving niggas dr day Can't see me any way, I'm the hood in the hallway
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Still keep it always Niggas know hot pepper crystal with the hot sauce When I triple out on these niggas like hot salt And one, granny call me handsome Still getting money, tie these niggas out for ransom Shout out to another nigga named ransom You know we out here do it, flow back fluid These niggas better get used to it, They must have lost it, I'm flowing Freestyling, I'll never get exhausted, Toss it, throw the paper bag in the bag with the fumbles And the moneys bout the tone, under the jungle You niggas know me, same og, same nigga in the hoods, low key Posted up, free my nigga true life, y'all know what to do right Free my nigga wassup, y'all already know though Shout out to my nigga sam scoffle, and my nigga uncle murda New york niggas I heard you And that nigga moob just murdered, iron solomon That shit was real crazy...but solid man True story, never front on my folks, To the president, living elegant Shout out my nigga president, nigga I was heaven sent destined Blessing, when I come through, never stressing I'm wrestling, dippin niggas dippin Suplex off the top, roach, what y'all niggas do next Top, randy savage with the elbow drop The leg drop, hulk hogan rip a nigga shirt Won't stop, ultimate warrior, I'm shaking ropes up No wrestling, I just choke ya Papa jungle, how you niggas scared for I enter the ring, freestyle king Still doing this thing Y'all niggas know me, ball so hard, Niggas swear I was kobe Ball head a niggal like...still come through with the 4 heat 4 pounds slowly, laying nigga down with the town that I'm repping Oakland, but they didn't know sections I'm real in the hood, you still in the hood Nigga got money but still in the hood I'm tril in the hood, all feel in the hood But go guard your shit cause niggas steal in the hood Especially in the block that I'm from Niggas know me what it is, aha.
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