Chinx - Funkmaster Flex Freestyle lyrics

Thats right I take it from here Let's get it What? That's right Ima coke boy Straight out the f**'n dungeons of rap Where fake n***as dont make it back R.I.P my brother Stack Bundles You know that I'm talking youngin we was mob'n, we was live'n lawless Clock'n all them dollars, watch'n them informants Last night I fell asleep, with dreams that be enormous Then them Ds rush the spot, they said they had a warrant Choppas for my haters, dollars for my thoughts n***as in them pens, blow'n on them Ports Half a 5th of gin, deal'n with my losses, years later Same young n***as turn to bosses b**hes on them poles, try'n to make a live'n n***as f**'n up they re-up, throw'n money at the ceiling And it was all for the love of drug deal'n Stick your ear out my window and you hear them shells peel'n This is what they want, that fit just new york, bu*ton up and khakis n***a fresh up out of court, n***as started off with weed, graduated to that snort They got they money up to come and see me on the court Damn right you know I served them Sell'n 12-12s to put 20s on suburbans back when n***as rode excursions And say the wrong word, get your dome lit, youngin why you play'n get the whole brick Aim'n at your top with extend yoppers, talk'n business with bosses over shrimp and lobster Comatose'n these rappers, put 'em all to sleep, and papi think I'm Dominican, so I got it cheap Coke boys ride'n 'till we break the ball bearings This tech empty out your spot like a store clearance I'm drip'n in all this poland, thats frozen water A chemist up on the stove with that boiling water They say me and my n***as make that south rap, so I let this geechy-a** tech push his mouth back Yeah they got it, but I take it from here, see we play with no fear, see that cake over there? I'm get'n tour money, talk'n ball money, we don't need no favors over here