Havin Freestyle

[Intro] (Tony Coles) [Verse 1: BigXthaPlug] Ayy I've been living, can't lie, life good Feel real different, the trunk in the hood Diamonds on butch, my bitch fucking me good Bitch, I'm having my way like you wish that you could Three-five, nothin' less, only dope in my 'Wood Call this shit a freestyle, yell out, "Uh," like I'm hood 600 block, you can't come, you ain't good Used to take niggas' shit, but I wish that you would A-okay, if he play, run him down with a Drac', the same niggas with me every state Know we eat good, I put food on the plate, not hibachi, we called up the chief for a steak You think you can pop it like me, but you can't Spent five hundred on ice, now I'm finna go plain Strip club every city, I'm makin' it rain I've been thinking veneers, partner say Johnny Dang Ayy, I just had a good year, might just go cop a new ring My BM looking good in her new Range This FN, it look good, it shoot blue things It's 600, bitch, we the new Wu-Tang I don't fuck with these niggas, Ku Klux Klan Now I'm fake? Nah, BigX just a new man Hottest side on my city like Sudan Get this paper, that's really my mood, fam Fuck a bitch, I don't mean to be rude, bae And these niggas be sweeter than Kool-Aid Might just loose a lil' weight for this coup thing Or go big and just glide in that Mulsanne Got fucked up and threw 10k in Blue Flame I'm a boss, you can't do what I do, man I'm the type touch a hundred in two days Was born off the hustle, can get it a few ways [Verse 2: Yung Hood] I'm in Santa Rosa on the liquor, throw bombs out the bay Got the 'bows of the fraza, this shit tasting great Pour an eight in the Sprite, got that bitch looking grape Got that pussy first night, we ain't go on no date Every day like Friday, it's a payday Who got beef? Turn a nigga to a grande Got somethin' on my side that burn, Ashanti Like it's taco Tuesday, have him leakin' picante Look from my view, you ain't nothin' but a rendez I'm in love with the money, take risks with no conscience Every shot to an opp, we ain't takin' no nonsense Go dumb where I'm from, hooked on money like phonics Got blessed with trap, I make plays on a Sunday Wouldn't trip on a bitch even if I was clumsy Hit for Egyptian money, I sold him a mummy Really came up from nothin', no need for assumption We got motion motion, nine bricks like the Brady Bunch Goon Berries, baby, these not no Captain Crunch Watch how you steppin, these streets know you're doozin' off Before you come in here, tell me, you will or won't In that trap, I'm like Al, with that green, I'ma get it on Drop a sixteen, but I still get the load gone Dirty dog, I ain't nothin' to hold on She swear I be cheatin', I ain't leavin' 'til the 'bows done No time for nothin', go argue with a broke nigga MJ with the comeback, I'm strapped with a four nickel Give a fuck 'bout no rap, my best friend wrap and ship 'em How I'm pushin' the P, you thought I'm dropping isms Leave a stain on they brain, I might give 'em some wisdom I got chicken on me, every day, I dress Christmas Even though I be sinnin', my Diors are Christian Roll the doors off the trap, we gon' do this for Nipsey (Uh)