| All that cappin' got him decapitated
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| Drippin' all that sauce, now it evaporated
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| Call me Hundred Round Hef, let me elaborate
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| I put a hundred shots in this AR, then we collaborate
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| Really got a sack out the mud, ain’t gotta fabricate
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| Middle fingers up to the judge, jury, and magistrate
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| That way, call up your dogs, I came to vaccinate 'em
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| Plug just threw me so many pounds, I had to drag the weight
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| My lil' shooter only 11, he had to drag the K
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| I’m papi chulo, feelin' like Pluto, I blew a bag today
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| Trapstar, nah, I ain’t rich, but I’m just a bag away
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| I hit the booth, then back to the kitchen, I pitched the jag today
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| Married to my hit stick, them .223 shells big as fish sticks
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| A legend in my city like Trick Trick
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| I practice makin' bricks flip, my lil' nigga rollin' like kick flips
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| We catch you, RIP on your pic stitch
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| These niggas droppin' salt like the snow fell
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| I just counted up a dub, nigga, oh well
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| Three months, we was trappin' out the hotel
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| They caught with a load, he had no bail
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| My line so hot, can’t even talk on it
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| Coke so pure, Jesus can’t even walk on it
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| They thought it couldn’t lock 'til I put my fork on it
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| We had it locked on the block, so they put the force on us |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wolf Freestyle, artist - Sha Hef. Album song The Wolf of Black Wall Street, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп