Red Light Freestyle

[Intro] Hrr Yeah, yeah [Verse] Jump straight out the car, go to shooting it up Johnny Cage, shades on, booted as fuck Lil' cuz [?] from the cut Just a lil' bit of ice with a deuce in the cup Got a Glock in my Amiris why I'm walking like that Put the Glock in your face, why you talkin' like that? I ain't tellin' no nigga I'll be right back Up the stick broad-day, leave him where he at Get geeked on RP back-to-back Back-to-back and back-to-back We spin blocks, leave niggas flat Back-to-back, back-to-back You remember what happened infront of that store Had his baby, but I still tried to kill a boy We ain't religious, we send niggas up to god I'm alone with my G', I like sitting in the dark I'm good with that rock likе Chris Paul I go to clutching it when I get pissed off I don't rеally care what you do, just think smart Uppin' that knock broad-day, put the flame on They like to play games, nigga, then let's ball I got a nigga rap deal on my left arm I'm throwing them long in the field like [?] Cheffin' in Dior, now watch how I step on 'em Knife in my hand while I'm making my next call We make a nigga top step on and step off I got that shit on me, nigga, you know it I'on't care 'bout these hoes 'cause these bitches be goin' (Hrr) Came out the hole on my own He don't know me, so I told the nigga "Call me Ramone" Pull up and see me, don't call my phone Bad paranoia, think them people on me Brown skin bitch look like Pocahontas Keep it real with my dawg, but I lie to your honor Caught a brick in the house, tryna hide from my momma I'm a real deal trapper, I ain't takin' consignment Isometric with the Glock, come thru, then we line him Real mob boss, nigga, I walk in behind When I get in the car don't be sittin' behind me I grew up rough, fucked up and violent I ain't know how to read, but I knew how to rob If I knew one thing it wasn't gettin' a job My mom used to look at me like I'm a problem Now when she need me she know she can call me She told me "Stay focused, don't worry 'bout that other shit" She know I jump out cars broad-day gunnin' shit When I got shot she tried keepin' me in the house I can heal by my own, grab my gun and I'm out My bro' movin' funny, I'm starting not to trust him Mind playin' tricks on me, I'm starting not to love him Keep poppin' narcotics to stay out my feelings I'm real deal [?], play with me, I'll kill him I ain't on no bullshit, this just how I feel 'Cause I'm all alone when I'm in the field It's a lot on my dome, I'm tired as shit Before you lie to me, nigga, lie to yo' bitch I'ma keep it real, no matter what Baby momma really movin' funny as fuck I think she be thinkin' 'bout linin' me up I pull up to her crib with the fye by my gut I feel like a mad man, I'm on the edge Woo on my body, it play with my head Look in the mirror, see niggas who dead (Hrr) When shit get bad, I'ma know what to do Get shot off rip when you go with your move Chapo play it left, he roll with me too They broke the code, they never followed the rules These niggas really don't be on nun' of that Spun blocks, had niggas runnin' laps They caught one to the head, y'all can't get 'em back Two Times got whacked for doin' all that rap-cap Stop me when I'm lyin' Hundred-round drum, nigga, we won't stop 'til they die Most of these niggas die over they pride Big dawg, nigga, I ain't lettin' shit slide You say what you want but I'm him Cuz 6'3 totin' a stick big as him Six-deuce in the pot, make it jump out the rim Cuz get to pushin' on the button, nigga, you trippin' I walked in, bitches like "Damn, he trim" I said it one time, won't say it again Shoot you in your shit, let loose on your man Do a trick with the Glock like David Blaine I got a lil' money but I stayed the same Air it out broad-day, bitch, my name is my name I'on know what he on, he ain't come with the gang This a big-body foreign, hard to stay in the lane In the middle of the winter, make you feel the flame Ate a Percocet, damn, I can't remember my name I'm smokin' that shh, cuz totin' that shh When we shoot all neck, score sound like "Cshh, cshh, cshh" I'm Chris Paul with the rock I feel like Desperado when I got the Glock Kick a nigga off the corner, I feel like my pops I'on talk, as soon as I see him he shot When I'm in the kitchen I'm cookin' the raw Stick big as shit, no, this not a [?] Hurt a broke nigga feelings, tell him shit that I bought Auntie in the kitchen like [?] Car too fast, we'll never get caught She asked me to change, I'm forever a dawg Abuela pray for me, she know what I'm on I'm totin' that cutter like I'm mowin' the lawn [?] called me on the federal phone Bring the fye with you, nigga, why you left it at home? I wake up thinking I'm Christopher Walken I'd spend all my money to see lil' Chris walkin' Walking Dead on my block, it ain't nun' but zombies Ain't a diamond in the dirt, I grew up in the concrete Codeine through my veins every time my heart beat Circle the block twice and double park it Cuz you sure ain't nobody saw us? [Outro] Pshh, pshh Pshh, pshh, pshh pshh pshh Pshh pshh, pshh pshh, pshh, pshh Pshh pshh, pshh, pshh