Joey Trap - HNHH Freestyle lyrics

[Joey Trap - HNHH Freestyle lyrics]

We in New York, you heard look, bitch, Trap

I don't really got not time
So I don't check on bitches
I check lil' bitches
But never gon' have no check for bitches
I flex so vicious
My neck is shinin' like lights on Christmas
Hi-tech I'm sippin',  I'm kiddin'
It's only activist, shit
An activist, but shit
After this I'ma smack more bitches
Eleven niggas in here with
Some Mac-11's spittin'
Glowed up for my old self
Long way from Picasso long way
Sippin' down town New York City and SoHo
Wrong way, hit the Bronx fast
Now there's red all on my old ho's
New whip, got a new phone
Kept gettin' calls from my old ho's
Look, ayy, look
Joey be killin' beats, it ain't no problem
I got like a 30 clip inside my pocket
A nigga be talkin' shit, then I'ma rob 'em
They say that I copy niggas, but they wildin'
I feel like I'm Obi Juan, a nigga chosen
Now I'm like Anakin, a nigga frozen
Frozen, like a mannequin
You niggas know what it is
God, Trap, Killin', Rap
All my niggas with it, we gon' hit yo' back
We gon' hit yo' eyes, we gon' go to- (Haha)

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