Sway in the Morning, Audio Push, Hit-Boy - Audio Push Freestyle on Sway in the Morning lyrics

(Who's first to rock? Audio Push is in here)

Price to the uh, uh
Back in my younger days I used to sport a rag
From the place where it ain't no dads
And mama car ain't got no tags yeah

(Take you time with it take you time)
(The beat is heavy) yeah (The beat is heavy)
Can it go louder in my
Headphone? That's what I need
(That's what you needs? It's Price)
Uh look uh
Back in my younger days I used to sport a rag
From the place where it ain't no dads
And mamma car ain't got tags
But we still G'd up from the feet up
Youngins rollin' their weed up
Marks got beat up for throwin'
The wrong street up
The Inland Empire where the
World where the place
Where niggas from LA move cause
They think that it's safe but it ain't
It's case out there
It's pain and rainy days out there
They pay out there
Be careful what you say cause
I was raised out there
This all I have, this all got all I know
When niggas put' on a show
Just to impress my hoe
And you gotta be careful who
You let call you bro
Cause the same night that yall was eatin'
We will have it you throat
But them type of things happen
Everywhere that you go
Niggas be plottin' and shit
Apple be rockin' this shit
They reminiscin', contemplating
Snitchin' and shit
They want your riches prolly cause
They bitches boppin' this shit
But, you know how we get down
I'm off the top like Sway's cap
Stay strap, nigga since way back
Fuck that talking
Bitch I'm known keep it trick
On that coffee shit no off the shit
No option bitch I'm poppin' ho
Niggas keep it poppin' though
Price easy no lockin' no
Niggas ain't ready for the lockin' no
Evil Side 'till I die hoe Rialto
Street ya know it's me
Pop this shit ya know the

Look I say it's knock knock bang bang
Get your beat killed
Til' everybody stop and just
Admit that he's real
He being me and I'm probably just fussin'
Cause, I always have discussion with
These wodies and they cousins
They say Oktane he be bussin'
They be hatin' and they be cussin'
Saying words I can't discuss because
I got lil cousins that be listenin
And be stuck to me
And they really look up to me
So all your rappers luckily just know
That you can't fluff with me
Your girl wanne be cuffin' me
That's just how it work gave me the beat
I got on it boy now that beat is murked
I'm breaking hearts and you know
That I'm leaving heads hurt
Who would've thought that these
Two young niggas made "Teach me how to jerk"

Hit-Boy is the best producer in
The world by the way look uh
Real nigga came up from where they crips
Ain't no reading my nigga just
Putting money on books
Freestylin' off the brain shit, same shit
Proabably take your main bitch
Your main flip i ain't never been a mark
I ain't never been a bitch
I never told on nobody I
Ain't never been a snitch
Real nigga from the Toe
Always put down for the streets
Ain't nothing to the beef when
It come we slayin' heat
I play no games I say no
Names I spread them thangs
Don't say no name I come through
And I do my thang they yo uh

Ya (go) , ya (go) , ya (go) , ya (go) , ya (go)
Look (go) , look (go)
Price and Oktane no joking
IE staight out to Oakland
Young niggas keep it totin'
Ain't got guns so we pokin'
With knives niggas already know we right
Already know it's Price, already know we
Probably take your wife
Fuck around a nigga might take your life
I never play right off the top tho
Real nigga but we got those
Bad bitches yeah we got those
Good flows yeah we got those
Ya niggas ain't trynna lock tho
Ya nigga can never stop those (ya)
Two niggas, one jerk hit and (look)
One bar hit and (look) nigga still get it

Look, look
HS87 we the shit boy, we the shit boy
It go Pricetag, it go Oktane
Sway and Hit-Boy yeah that's Hit-Boy
Niggas know what it is
I come throught and I get it
You get the grizz you gon' catch your grip
I'mma split your whip I'mma hit your lip
I'mma hit the shoulder and I'mma hit the hip
Niggas know what's hattenin' when
I come in it
Nigga wanna come through better run with it
I got the ball so nigga I'mma run with it
If I come click-clack blow gun with it
Be-Bed I mean I spay-spray get off my leg leg
I give a dead leg
I get cranium cranium, I'm get head head
Because I'm your girl favorite dread head
Niggas know how I do this boy
Niggas know I been doin' this boy
Do this shit like it's fluid boy
You are not knew to this shit boy
Niggas know that I do it
Yeah, nigga I really do it
Like I drunk that fluid uhh
What's hattenin'?

I just gotta say one more thang
(say one more thang) niggas livin' the dream
(niggas livin' the dream)
Ya wish I was uh uh look
I can't, I can't stop rappin' man