Max B - Freestyle From The 90's lyrics

It’s the general, God wit the ratchet
Teflon in the bullets, Kevlar on the jacket
Heimrich, Napoleon,  Adolf Hitler killed Jews
Still Jews been aiding the system
I hated the system
Never tolerated the system
Spared his life 'cuz I dated his sister
I dated and dissed her hated to kiss her
Fell in love with the bitch now
I hate to dismiss her
9 for the Louis, 8 for the picture
Give this nigga 9 in his Coogi
And 8 where he whisper
Shut the fuck up when the bosses talk
Or be balled up in the corner in dots n chalk
Play the cut when we movin' thru
Run up in Hot 9, spit a thousand bars all
Promoting your funeral
You better than Max according to whom?
You ain’t 730 bitch you'se a quarter to noon

One star, two star, three star, four, nigga
Five star, 50 niggas in 5 cars
5 bottles, 50 niggas and 5 broads
Bruce Willis, John McClane, nigga we die hard
Nigga we did this nigga we live this
The holy Trinity motherfucker we is this
We done did crime we done did time
Came home and got rich, now we live fine