Hip-Hop Drunkies Freestyle

Round 1

What don't y'all get off of my dick, I got an album to do

I spit a punch line now you wont get til 2002

I know your type, get wild with a crew

And get found powdery blue, you cant be proud to be you

I get love like a child with a flu, you don't want to battle me

The response from the crowd?ll be Ouuu

Don't matter if you my age or old as my pops

I got something for new beef that come straight out the box

Its nothing to bag your bitch, have her holding my cock

Doing laundry half naked folding my socks

I know niggaz that I grew up with, that roll with the cops

And got found beat the fuck up, swollen with knots

Brother fucking up in school so I told him to stop

Cause if the coach see your grades he aint holding your spot

I got plans to leave my neck and hands frozen with rocks

So every bitch watch when I pose on the block

When my flow hit the top, it's the rose or the drop

Bring the weed and speeding on the road with the wop

Play hot boy and get a cold winter chop

Come back quarter roll hole in your top

The hoe love the way I put her toes in a knot

Blows in her spot, middle finger rows your block

They say I'm to smart to rhyme

So niggaz want me in that newest spring wear

Called ?chalk design?

I love vanilla to the chocolate kinds

So I don't show up at parades, unless its for the march of dimes



Round 2

If words could kill, I'd probably average a body a bar

Beef I put air holes in the side of your car

Dro come with smiley faces on the side of jar

Blades put smiley faces on the side of your jaw

I'm sick of the law, gamble throw trips on the floor

Fuck a tour, I send you on a trip to the floor

I'm like friends that borrow clothes,

Quicker to draw, dipped in velour

Since a kid shoplift in the store

You should've listened before, something hot slipped in the door

Name Banks, hard dicking your whore

I'm too much for one borough, y'all can all get a piece of Lloyd

Beef?ll show up on your porch like pizza boys

Teachers gave me F?s so I gave the teachers noise

Who ever thought a drop out?d be on the beach with toys

I got four arms, two for fighting

One for fucking, my other one?ll have you ducking



Round 3

I know why you mad, somebody told I was hot didn't they

Well cover your nose I got a whole lot of shit to say

You sound like me, spit it in a different way

You ain't write no hits, nigga put your wrist away

Every time you see me, I'm looking like it's picture day

I'm athletic, I dip dive, shit for the spray

I'm the best no surprise, buts, if, or mays

I put DNA all up in your bitches braids

How you eating when you skinny like you sick with AIDS

Beating me will never happen like nick parades

While you inhaling nickel bags, I'm blowing out a fifth of haze

I'm a be around when the forget the Jays

No free-bes, now you gotta pay me bucks

I turn niggaz like you, into baby butts

And I ain't DJ, but I give you eighty cuts

Nigga I'm a grown ass man go battle lady luck