Grammy Family Freestyle

[Intro] What ya’ll wanna do? (Huh?) What ya’ll wanna do? (Huh?) (Uh) Nothin’ right in front of you (Yeah!) You frontin’, you know how the ballers do (Yeah!) I’m stuntin! (Yeah!) It’s nothin [Verse 1] Now how I’m gon’ leave it alone? The neighborhood needs me (Yeah) To hop on a record and make it look it easy (Uh huh) Another CD you can take as a freebie Im chasin’ the number one place in ya TV Who’s known for takin’ somethin’ and makin’ it look freezy? (Me!) Come close ima be in the post To make a long story short, big story bout me and the toast (Uh huh) I’ll turn ya favorite Emcee to a ghost Throwin’ dirt on my name tie em’ up and keep feedin’ em’ soap Careful the NYPD wants ya throat (Yeah!) Any nigga with eyes can see he a joke (Uh huh) And he gon’ hang himself all he need is the rope (Rope) We ain’t have shit but nine millimeters and hope, the stress of being broke turns weed into smoke (Uh huh) And I fear no man if he can breathe he can choke I’m hot from the trops’ to the barbershops (Yeah) I move units from the towers to the mom and pops (Yeah) Hops, blue, green and white diamond blocks (Yeah) Make em’ sick like feelin’ when the condom pops (Yeah) Eight ATV’s all kinda of drops (Woo!) No stress ima come off best, eskimo flow bring the dough slow it’s a no show (Uh uh) You know the fo’ go everywhere I’m solo (Uh huh) Bout to hit the industry with a low blow (Uh huh) Playa hatin’ on me is a no no (No) Step it up or get stepped on (On) Matter fact step til ya whole rep gone (Gone) Niggas walkin’ round like they have teflon And ain’t even carryin’ they on wet bond Out here you do the creepin’ or get crept on I’m gone (I’m gone!) [Outro] Yeah! Boy! The fuck you thought somethin’ changed man? We run this shit man, y’all niggas get the fuck out the way man! Go somewhere go fall down the steps or somethin’ man, Word up! You niggas ain’t makin’ no money all you doin is makin’ noise man! Haha! We make hits bitch! The Unit!