Kenzo Balla - On The Radar Freestyle lyrics

[Kenzo Balla - On The Radar Freestyle lyrics]

Grrahh grahh
I can't lack gotta walk wit da heater
Love my nina dat bitch you can meet her
If a pussy nigga try to creep up ima
Just get to boomin like a speaker
Roll a dead nigga up in da beater
Sippin the Wok pour ah 4 ina liter
You can keep her I just wanted to hit
It dat bitch know ian never need her
All dese niggas wanna do is diss pick up
A gun nd go catch you a hit
Movin hot wit barrettes and shit spot a opp
In da spot and his head getting split
Last nigga got shot in his hip den it went
Through his chest now he dead ina spliff
They dissin but dey getting took of da list
If she jacking the opps den
We clicking dat bitch like
Die Gz dey ain do shit all
Dese niggas wanna do is music
2 Vs thats 2 grips spin the wеll
Tryna catch us like 2 hit's
Off a yellow i think ima
Lose it еverything dead
Don’t think we on some cool shit Spin
The O and im like where da goons im
Tryn put ah nigga on the news
They just talk what the fuck did they do if
You see em knock em out his shoes
Catch Lil dee that ah headshot he ah
Baby bullets make his bed rock
Talk on JB now thats suicide smoking
On kane now im super high
Spinn the hill where tf lil edot if i
Catch em im letting like 3 flock
Smoking on country he died in da wingspot We
Gon keep on throwing like a slingshot
What the fuck these niggas is butt everyone
Wrong when i popout the cut Nigga
Dumb if he think i won't up no
Hesitation im leaving em slumped like on
Mezi dis not what they want speak on
Jb we gon go ona hunt
Smoking on Shh i rolled em ina blunt
Wit some briscoe now that nigga punching
Fuck da opps dem niggas not
On nuffin GetbackGang no
We not for discussion Big DOA wen i step
In the function Bullets burn they
Hot like a oven
They throwing shots then we throwing a dozen
Ima flock it tryn hit his muffin We
Some ooters we ain wit da bluffing
They ain ooters all dem niggas duckn
Since ah Jhit i been taking
That risk if he dissin the bronx
Den we takin that trip
Ima upp it tryna catch ah hit
Get right up on em turn em to ah spliff
If it's up den it lit wen you
See me better have ya grip
So many deads like pass that nick
Where da? Flocks ask dat shit
Dumb nigga got lined by a bitch he thought
He was fuckn till we got em
Hit don't slip or it's clicked we gon
Make sure he die on dat strip
Folk niggas keep saying our name pick up a
Gun and go put in some pain
Fuck a leg im aiming for da brain hollows
Gon hit em shred him leave em stained
She like who you smoking im like kane if
You move suspicious on bro ima flame
Niggas neva took risk for
They gang and rappin
But neva gon spin for dey gang
You ah ooter but you neva banged where i ever
I go i gotta keep that thing like
I can't lack gotta walk wit da heater
Love my nina dat bitch you can
Meet her if a pussy nigga
Try to creep up ima just get
To booming like a speaker
Roll ah dead nigga upp in da beater
Sippin dis wok put a 4 in
Da liter you can keep her
I just wanted to fuck dat bitch
No ian neva need her grahh
Grahh MB MB

Best freestyle out wrd to ma dead

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