LBM - Norfside Freestyle lyrics

KUTTA NORFSIDE FREESTYLE Verse 1: Boy would yall stop thinkin that i ain't gon shoot The only time i aim in the air if a n***a on the roof We masked up in black hoodies and boots So when them thangs come out, Toss it in drive cuz im aiming for you (Oh Boy) Thats what im on when I air man, Tryna beat to ya house to hide out in ya trash can Its sad man, im chillin with a plastic Glock. soon as he pull up imma hop out like jack in the box Take em out then its back to the block, Thats where the hustlers at Strugglin for sacks, Grindin Hustling Crack Fresh Outta Jail I Need My Customers Back, The Fiends Know Where Its At. They Say I Got Some Of The Best In The Yak N f** jacking, im investing in crack. So get the cell phone and pump the ???? for no less than a stack Believe that, and yall all know the Norf where its at, Boy would yall stop playing like this sh** is a game. Bust up and get bust on and knocked outta ya frame. Needa scoot over get knocked outta the game. We bleed blocks all day, profitin all dollars and change. Boy would yall stop playing like this sh** is a game. Bust up and get bust on and knocked outta ya frame. Needa scoot over get knocked outta the game. We bleed blocks all day, profitin all dollars and change. n***a, n***a Verse 2: I started off with a ball, saving all of my lunch money. f** being stupid and jackin like the rest of the dummies I hadda Get it out and get it, I was right where the block at. Standin next to the buildin seeing right where the cops at We cop crack and stay with a sack of the most ???? Though. You say it ain't k**, quit coughin and let ya chest go. We blow the best ho When we tromp the streets to the YAK Yall rollin up little pinners, we blow baseball bats. Im lookin for Fiends who lookin for where the baseballs at, cuz they can throw me 75 and get a baseball bat And Its like that. while im out sellin that pure white snow That sh** that give em a sour face, they oot it all in they nose. They oot it and roll, Back beatin all on they door. But now i got em buyin crack cuz im all outta blow. The store dont ever close n***a, what you expect homes, keep custos trapped in the basement till they whole check gone. co*k back the burner and bust till his whole chest gone Verse 3: Im from the streets of the Yak, Where ni**as Plottin to get you. You Dead On Sight ain't no time for co*kin your pistol We creep up on his b**h a** while he lightin the endo, only way he see me comin was the light in the window. Im likely to get you, when I send Shots im likely to hit you And Imma ???? Them Boys After The night I miss you. you b**h you Toss you in the lake and turn you to fish food, n***as be surprised what the four fifth do n***a dont come at me with that ho sh** dude. n***a just do what it do If This ???? Dont work them im usin em tools Im out ???? and ill be damned if i lose You guaranteed to fall, for all you cats tryna stand in my shoes To flip crack we gon and stand by the school, and we dont need no breaks We eyeball sh** we dont need no skate, f** rushin tell him he gon wait We runnin just like the mobsters laid back eyes red as a lobster You got guns n***a we got choopers and when it go down, i swear to god one of my n***as gone pop you, n***a