DJ Screw - I Got 5 On It Freestyle lyrics

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DJ Screw - I Got 5 On It Freestyle lyrics

[Kay-K] I'm stuck in this world, I'm worrying about my paper All the hustlers know the paper rules Thinking about the (?) for my eyes And all the players clocking G's, aside(?) Now it's time for me to slip on the ave, got my big gal Got my bourbon on slab, the bullet (?) More fiends and we're clocking the G's(?) I got five on it, wanna come smoke with me? (?) for the '95 to the '96 The drop top 400, (?) yeah b**h? Young in the game, I'm never gonna change As long as my flows (?), I'mma swang For my neighborhood, where it's all good I'm rolling (?) on some wood A point understood Gon' go catch a f**ing case It's Kay-K in the industry in your face First I blow up with my syrup in my cup I represent the '96 all Screwed Up [DJ Screw] So much stress, damn I can't cope With all the drank and syrup and blowing k**a smoke Staying on my hustle, each and every day Me and (?) that's the only way To survive as a young black youth I done Screwed Up the whole rap industry Screwed Up Click, coming in '96 And all you jealous player haters, y'all can eat a dick Cus it don't stop, and you know I'm stayin' down Representing the south side, for the H-Town Putting in work all day it ain't no joke I'm about a drank, Kay go and buy the smoke Six deep in the bourbon, steady flippin' n***a we some players, we ain't set trippin' Better keeps my nine for them n***as outta line If it be a murder I ain't scared to do the time I let the n***a beat it on lock outta state(?) Man to be a trip, how to be this player hater(?) But we gon' keep flippin' and you know we high side Cus the n***a Screw is gonna get me some wine(?) [H.A.W.K.] Say Screw done got beat, got his face in the syrup Saying where's the alcohol? So nah, here's the main course Now I done grabbed the mic so you know it's time to wreck Got a (?) five birds (?) to the deck Got licked up in Asia and Iran Stopped off in Florida sold the bird to this chick(?) Sipping on the paint so you know I'm in the lean Got my last check, so I sold it to a kid/key(?) Made major moves didn't have no ha**le Now I'm back in my (?) flipping to my castle(?) That's the way it is, the way I want it to be Those were my dreams, now here's reality Born as a hustler since my first day of birth Struggling in this game trying to get what it's worth Now that I'm older I done really got wise Known for my homies and these hoes I despise Bell Biv Devoe and (?) How you n***as learn from the b**h (?) Hoes by the name of (?) with a little money p**y was the scent to make him act funny Turn against your friends make your (?) Now she's (?) down the boulevard Now the moral of the story always stay a G Never get took by a piece of p**y Now I keep (?) travelling foreign places And I keep stacking dead presidents' faces Now I'm a b**h to the bay(?) It's another lesson from the H.A.W.K [Lil' KeKe] Summer rising (?), hair line receding Car steady speeding, (?) The corners of the streets, and three of them are shiest But the last corner is the chapter of my life The game is a book, I stop and took a look And then I figured out I had the sk**s of a crook My plan and my wages, turning my pages Changing my ages, levels and stages Blood steady pumping through my veins and soul Smoke coming out my mouth and out of my nose Stress on my chest, burning me like sess Selling it for less, really ain't the best So I drift back to the days of the south I was sipping my a** and a quarter in my mouth Now I realized that the game is more drastic Drapers in my car but it could be up in my casket So pay attention, oh did I mention The song that we singing is a Screwed Up invention Rocks up in my wrist, dirt up in my piss(?) Haters in my face, long against my list Stacking me a bank, sipping on this drank Getting up on my knees, because the lord is who I thank I'm ending this song with a touch of cla** When I'm on the mic, I shows my naked a** Thanks for your support, what you would put forth Pay me my money, or meet me up in court Get up off my dick, we left the world sick This is Lil' Keke representing the Screwed Up Click