Universal Freestyle (Harlem World Universal)

[Intro]

Check it out now

Big L Corleone (No doubt)

Flamboyant Entertainment (Uh-huh)

One love to my big brother, Big Lee

Holdin' it down from the inside right now

When you come home, it's on

Herb McGruff, Universal, Harlem World shit, yeah (No doubt)

1-3-9 & Lenox shit

Danger Zone shit

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[Verse]

I be twistin' bitches a lot, have 'em sit on this cock

I wasn't prepared for this, I wrote my shit on the spot

I'll be droppin' like early August, late July

With tracks that will make you cry, hate you die

Stop frontin', you got no dough

Might'a had, but not no mo'

You mad 'cause I knocked yo' ho

While cops watch me, I got cats who watch po-po

My block loco, don't need a crew, I rock solo

Or with my nigga Gruff, these faggot niggas ain't rich as us

I need chicks to lust, smoke my weed mixed with dust

Go ahead and let your crew soup you up

And the ambulance, gon' have to come and scoop you up

Fuck what my last sold, my new shit is goin' past Gold

And if you don't agree, you's a asshole

Mark my word, you gon' make me park the bird

And spark this herb 'til Homicide chalk the curb, you heard?

I never hesitate to buck my gun

Harlem World – y'all know where the fuck I'm from!