D-Block - Freestyle #3 lyrics

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D-Block - Freestyle #3 lyrics

{Hey Mario!} [T. Waters] Ey! T. Waters comin straight from Savannah, Georgia You know what it is, T-Dot done hooked up with D-Block Yo (ah ye-yeah-geah-ge-GEYEAH) No matter the weather, got the mac or beretta To tear the back off a felon, n***a I'm strapped for whatever And down for the cause, I bust around of applause f**in 'round with my dawgs, or f**in 'round with them laws That was probably y'all, makin the block hot Got half of the block knocked, so I got the Glock co*ked All you heard was (pop pop) gunfire (stop drop and roll) Or get rolled over, I told ya boy Guns don't k** people (nah) It take a n***a behind the trigger to make it lethal (yes sir) And the illegal Desert Eagle with a flock of seagulls I'm blowin trees in the Regal with my two amigos n***a you seen me pull it Up from the waist, put it up in your waist Put the barrel in your mouth now tell me how that taste Boss that and flee the state in the middle of a case With no panky ring, I'mma put the middle in your face If you want a brick, catch it off the side of the rim Or mention my name, they'll tell you to come get it from him I'm where the birds at, the inner city where the curbs at And them jack boys'll take it if you don't deserve that My n***as serve that, pure white snow like Christmas And this sh**'s guaranteed to do better than his sh** Rich sh**, off the lot, just wish y'all sh** would get hot When them pigs sit on the block, watch me distribute rocks n***a catch me heavily blunted, bring it to whoever that want it The head or the stomach, the led'll be comin Hotter the barrel, movin birds, my eyes on the sparrow All I do work these n***as, they call me the Pharaoh Motherf**er! Yeah T. Waters lettin y'all know what time it is, y'knahmtalkinbout? T-Dot, D-Block, Styles P, Jadakiss, Sheek, J-Hood Yeah, raw buck, is how we puttin it down E'rybody knahmtalkinbout? From Savannah, all the way out yonder, y'knahmtalkinbout? Let's get it poppin, ya heard?