Meek Mill, Dat Nigga Lil - 2006 Meek Mill Freestyle lyrics

You know ima talk my shit
Cause I can walk my shit since my boy died
The 4-5 is what I'm walking with
5 bullets we talking quick
Every track I get on I burn
It down I'm an arsonist
And my flow is the awesomest
You can tell if I'm there when
Them L's in the air
That junk is like a skunk with
The tail in the air that stank
Yeah that gank got my eyes to the back
Like six ounces, 4 xans made me nod to my lap
I live inside of the trap
Stuck in a puzzle, no pieces to map
This shit is really way deeper than that
This shit get deeper than rap
Nigga I'm hungry you can hear the
Way I speak in my track
If I can't school you then
I'm leaving you back
Like thick bitches with the weave to the back
I tell you one time only we
Gon' leave it at that
Because I live in the place
Of the highest murder rates
And the bitches set a nigga
Up for a murder date
Sippin' on that sizzurp
Talking with a slizzurp
Connected in these streets like
A motherfucking kizzurp
You bumping on that izzurp, say that then
B-H we straight one eight
Don't play that shit
If your eyes on me, then my eyes on you
Take your eyes off me before my guys on you
If that gun on me, I'll hold one on you
I will cock homie and put some shots on you
I swear to God homie
You need your God with you
Cause if my squad with me
They gon' ride on you
You can't survive homie
He ain't alive he through telling y'all
Hammer gon' bang you like a
Nail through the wall
My whole life niggas blood then I fall
I'm not Jada so I don't ask why
I'm on some shit like a fly
I put my spliff to the sky
For all my niggas that died
The way we was living the
Tradition Ima keep it alive
(Check check, Listen)

I'm ambitious and hungry
These damn bitches is on me
For grands, we'll hit ya homie
My man'll creep up on em'
With 20 up in his 40 cancel a nigga for me
My homie is like my army
They grimy, thirsty, and starving
Watching over my target
Waiting up for this dude
The chopper under my armpit
Waiting for him to move
I'm in my groove like Stella
When she got it back
It's Meek Milly, Bloodhound nigga holla back
I said Meek Mill terrible, Flow unbearable
Cause I break bricks and
Throw shells like Mario
Try snitching on me, I'ma bury you
Family or not, like a rock Ima handle you
I'm talking air you out, 4-4 clear it out
For all you lil' ratting motherfuckers
Better hear me out i bring them cannons out
Cause I ain't tryna fight
I got a pound that sound like
A quarter stick of dynamite
I'm in the kitchen with a
Pitcher of that china white tryna whip it
Hit it harder than a Tyson right
Back to the basement with it
Niggas basic with it
I fuck hoes, y'all chase them bitches
It's a difference with me
Ain't no bitchin with me
Cause I just copped the pound
With the laser with it
To erase a nigga, if he jump outta pocket
I grab it, jump out and cock it
And make him come out his pockets
We smoke and drink liquor for all the
Real niggas that we lost out here
Man it's hard out here
I make it and i'll make
It till tomorrow out here
Cause time is ticking
And niggas is getting offed out here
Man I'm lost out here, this can't be life
I took the wrong turn left
Cause this can't be right
No this can't be like the way
I thought it was gonna be
Cause I done see a couple
Youngins caught it before me
They dying everyday, bullets flying every way
What the fuck is going on
But we can get it on
Cause we ridin' everyday on the
Top just selling ye dishing rocks
Ditching cops just to make
It through the storm
Until I'm gone, Ima hustle from the muscle
Cause I learned only niggas that
Survive is the strong niggas come on
Can't complain now it's the life we chose
Only life we know you can take a look in
My eyes and see inside, it's a devil in me
He told me lay a nigga down
If he ever tempt me
So if I die it's my time nigga evidently