Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 318 Freestyle Hurricane, artist - Lil Snupe. Date of issue: 27.10.2014
Song language: English
318 Freestyle Hurricane |
| Lil' Snupe! |
| Yeahhhhhhhhhhh |
| Free my nigga C4. |
| Let me hop in it and free my nigga C4 |
| If rap shit don’t work then we gon' sell this shit like Nino |
| Bitches lookin' for me they can’t find me like Nemo |
| Cuz every time I’m in the building I set it of like Cleo |
| Hurricane with me, 51/50 |
| Bitch get jiggy then get naked and shake all your ass and titties |
| Baby told me to kill it. |
| I told him that I kill it |
| I hold it down from the 318 all the way back to Philly. |
| Lil' Snupe up in the buildin', you know that I’m up in this ho |
| Everybody want it yeah I swear you better watch it ho |
| Cuz nigga I rank with me. |
| Guarantee she fuck my clique |
| She gon suck my dick all day and night she gon do it left she gon do it right |
| Yeahhhh Nigga Jonesboro |
| Where we up in this bitch swear to God that we don’t care |
| And I got these diamonds on my neck And these diamond on my wrist |
| With these J’s up on my feet and your bitch up on my dick |
| Man this bitch she love my swag. |
| And she love my fucking clique |
| Cuz we hit the fucking club and act like ya’ll don’t even exist |
| Cuz we in our own lane, we did our own shit |
| I’m a young nigga but I stay on that grown shit |
| I be smoking on that loud People tell me turn it down |
| So if you can’t fuck with that loud you can’t even come around |
| You know I gotta do it, best believe that my man strapped |
| She screamin' out ay bay bay and she started doing the hand clap |
| Got this bitch naked. |
| Got this bitch gettin' with it |
| Got this bitch wanna fuck. |
| Fuck me and my whole city |
| Man Dee-Low told me do it and I told him that I got it |
| Then I hit my nigga lil' Derick up and we head straight to the projects |
| We head to the projects, and then we start rollin' up |
| All the bad bitches hit my phone they wanna roll with us |
| Cuz they already know that I’m a fuckin' clown |
| When they heard that I was gonna be in she prayed that no ones around |
| I shut it down everywhere I go |
| And I love bad bitches so you better watch your ho |
| I’ll grab the magnum and put that dick straight up down her throat. |
| And she ain’t playin' when she get in here she know how we roll |
| Bitch ain’t no relaxin' they no I’m the? |
| These bitches already know what’s up. |
| Bitches know it’s what’s happening |
| You chill up in my bed but you fuckin' on my mattress |
| We gon get straight to the business. |
| Swear to God he won’t be with it hold up |
| I took a nigga bitch, then gave her plenty dick |
| I put a pussy nigga on the news channel six |
| I kill me a dog ass nigga Mike Vick |
| And you know it is no you not fuckin' with Chris |
| I put her on that wood then I told her do the splits |
| Got Snupe up in this bitch and the whole crew up in this bitch |
| You know I’m gettin' lifted off Patron and Ciroc |
| Any nigga talkin' that shit I swear to God they don’t wanna box |
| Got a left hand and a right hand, break a nigga jaw |
| I do some crucial shit you gon think this the movie Saw |
| I represent that south and bat a nigga in his mouth |
| I got your bitch bussin' it wide open on my couch |
| Man I’m a dawg you a cat, I step on these rats |
| And these niggas know I’m in the club strap with that gat |
| Yeah I’m strap with that mac. |
| Some hoes in the back |
| Threefy smokin' on some shit that made him have an asthma Attack |
| I’m bout my money, nigga I’m bout my money |
| I pull up in my Maserati, fuck your lil' 600! |
| We 'bout that big cash, pull up in them big Jags |
| I’ll smack your bitch ass then feel on your bitch ass |
| Shout out to Calico. |
| I’m bout my money |
| That bitch showing her camel toe put dick all in her stomach |
| I fuck her front and back and then I tried to make her vomit |
| These niggas ain’t bout no beef, nigga I ain’t never runnin' |
| Got a chopper and a Glock knock a nigga out his socks |
| Man free my nigga Boosie I might break that nigga out |
| You know what I’m about, play games you get popped |
| Ask some niggas who had played with me that time they got shot |
| My hood about that murder. |
| That’s right them niggas will serve ya |
| I rapped that gangster shit These niggas thought I was commercial |
| I’m in the V.I.P and bitch you know I got the burner |
| My nigga Threefy in the DJ booth smokin' that purple |
| Ay bay bay. |
| Lil mama wanna flick then call me Ray J |
| That’s I got that AK |
| That shit I say it be for real you for play play |
| You’s a faggot ass nigga you shanaynay |
| Play some games I’mma nut up like a pay day |
| And I got all these hoes poppin', or riding in my old school rims steady |
| choppin'. |
| I got that fuckin' whopper like my name Bin Laden |