Cassidy - Spittin Freestyle lyrics
[Cassidy - Spittin Freestyle lyrics]
The block pop, so da strip fall
Rocks got a fist full bull pop shit
Dat hot shit I got a clip fo'
When I start sparkin'
It be barkin' like pitbulls
Matta fact rotweilers when I
Let dem shots holla
Chicks on my cock
I'm still on the block holla
S'Cops on da block
They still gon' cop holla
I g-got sense, and dass why I got dollas
I was told the rules, I'm old school
Like my pop fatha
I was showed da moves
Schooled by the olda dudes
How to show improve
So I move like a soldier move
Real militant, I'm I'll still killin' it
I'm real guys dass paralyzed
And still feelin' it
Yeah I'm still on feet and my toes
Gettin' higher den da President
You sweeta den doze
Gettin' higher den a nose bleed
See to muh shows fuck a mayback
I pull da back seats to da rolls
Fuck a GT, I pull up in a CLS
The guts soft like muh female breats
Is it a D-12? Yes
I cop da un-copable nigga, you
Can't stop the un-stopable nigga
I pop a shot thru you niggas
And I was like a pop to
You niggas i gave you a
Flow adopted you niggas i did
A lot fo' you niggas
And this da fuckin' thanks I get?
You my son, you should thank my dick
You take my shit, flip it around
And now you think you sick?
I guess you think you Cas
But I think you trash
And I spank dat ass you
Ain't fuckin' with me
You wouldn't even rap like dat
If it wasn't fer me
Wow! I been had my weight up
How you gon' battle me with a
Style dat I made up?
Wow! When I'm home, it's envy
I feelin' like the? Bob?
When he was on da fone with Jimmy
Wow! What the fuck is goin' on out hea'?
What the fuck is niggas doin' out hea'?
Niggas drawn out hea' ya block hot?
I put a drawin' out thea'
My block hot, your shit warm out thea'
So we goin' out thea' set up shop
And get it on out thea'
I'm on point like a thorn
Out hea' come to Philly
I'm a don out hea'
Yeah youh know I'm a boss
Dawg nah, this ain't IZOD
It's LaCross dawg
I floss dawg and I stay with my jewels on
You prolly wouldn't see dis much
Ice in a hail storm it's nuttin to flash
But fuckin' with Cas will get you
Buck or buck -n- a half
Cause' it's only a hand full of
Rappers dass touchin' da cash
And most of dem are getting'
Fucked in they ass
There's snakes up in the grass
But Cass gon' blast when da beef is on
I walk with the shells
And I ain't got no Adidas on
And I squeezed da John
Even if da law watchin'
I'm too hard da rap version
Of Bernard Hopkins nigga
Rocks got a fist full bull pop shit
Dat hot shit I got a clip fo'
When I start sparkin'
It be barkin' like pitbulls
Matta fact rotweilers when I
Let dem shots holla
Chicks on my cock
I'm still on the block holla
S'Cops on da block
They still gon' cop holla
I g-got sense, and dass why I got dollas
I was told the rules, I'm old school
Like my pop fatha
I was showed da moves
Schooled by the olda dudes
How to show improve
So I move like a soldier move
Real militant, I'm I'll still killin' it
I'm real guys dass paralyzed
And still feelin' it
Yeah I'm still on feet and my toes
Gettin' higher den da President
You sweeta den doze
Gettin' higher den a nose bleed
See to muh shows fuck a mayback
I pull da back seats to da rolls
Fuck a GT, I pull up in a CLS
The guts soft like muh female breats
Is it a D-12? Yes
I cop da un-copable nigga, you
Can't stop the un-stopable nigga
I pop a shot thru you niggas
And I was like a pop to
You niggas i gave you a
Flow adopted you niggas i did
A lot fo' you niggas
And this da fuckin' thanks I get?
You my son, you should thank my dick
You take my shit, flip it around
And now you think you sick?
I guess you think you Cas
But I think you trash
And I spank dat ass you
Ain't fuckin' with me
You wouldn't even rap like dat
If it wasn't fer me
Wow! I been had my weight up
How you gon' battle me with a
Style dat I made up?
Wow! When I'm home, it's envy
I feelin' like the? Bob?
When he was on da fone with Jimmy
Wow! What the fuck is goin' on out hea'?
What the fuck is niggas doin' out hea'?
Niggas drawn out hea' ya block hot?
I put a drawin' out thea'
My block hot, your shit warm out thea'
So we goin' out thea' set up shop
And get it on out thea'
I'm on point like a thorn
Out hea' come to Philly
I'm a don out hea'
Yeah youh know I'm a boss
Dawg nah, this ain't IZOD
It's LaCross dawg
I floss dawg and I stay with my jewels on
You prolly wouldn't see dis much
Ice in a hail storm it's nuttin to flash
But fuckin' with Cas will get you
Buck or buck -n- a half
Cause' it's only a hand full of
Rappers dass touchin' da cash
And most of dem are getting'
Fucked in they ass
There's snakes up in the grass
But Cass gon' blast when da beef is on
I walk with the shells
And I ain't got no Adidas on
And I squeezed da John
Even if da law watchin'
I'm too hard da rap version
Of Bernard Hopkins nigga