RCA Records - Kokamoe Freestyle lyrics

Leggin' with the clip, we dump it off like V. Radmanović Sorry homie, you know we not friends, it's all for politics Politics, never get to see who really runnin' sh** Now you know who runnin' sh**, you rappers on punishment Poppa doc n***as they be lyin' on they brother dick Everybody scared of "Lil' Linky", man it's evident Feelin' like 50 way back in '03, aw geez Talkin' 'bout goddamn, they on some other sh** 3-0-whop screamin' 4-4 on my Louis sh** Poppin' tags, by the Mo', n***as on their dummy sh** Uh-uh [?] Black and yellow goose with the boots and the jumpsuit We shot a n***a at the go-go last week We don't really care who got shot last week Ridin' up the meter, plug 'ya village bumpin' Migos I'm past sh**, you don't want no problems with a GED Peep C, I'm the king of the streets I never had to struggle with the gangs in a beef Always ten toes so it's hard to defeat And trust me n***a, I been lookin' hard for a beat, huh He ain't rap this hard in a long time U-Street, poppin' off, Vita do's and nines m**m homies always sayin' wallahi to the guys All my life been addicted to the power, ain't gon' lie, yo Ain't no fear, I'm never well and put a shell up in yo Ain't no tellin' when we do it, we just shoot and get ya Got a bad thing, her name LaLa Ass wide, with them tatas keep my mouth wide, uh Northside bumpin' "Norf Norf," what a day When I was a baby, I was wildin' for respect You gon' get your head bust f**in' with the set f** around here and talk crazy, you get whacked We ran so many n***as outta here Wonder why young Linky never had a fear Say it once, say it twice, you gon' get a piece Anybody ever ask what happened with the b**h Runnin' from police, they almost had me when I steal Way, way back I almost started sellin' then 'Round the same time bumpin' T.I. vs Tip I ain't know who went harder, made me wanna sell a brick Now we in the game enough, so busy from the bank n***as look to you like, "Damn dog, look where you came" I don't give a f** about sh**, man yeah, I changed And let your n***as style and I need my f**in' change DMV n***a, hunnid n***as under ya Leggin', leggin', leggin', third leggin' with my peers Rappin' a** n***a, but I'm quiet when I'm here I'm always plottin' on a b**h, pretend I'm plottin' on my fears We don't need no checks from the boys We just need, respect from "the boys" We don't wanna fall in love by the boys So I just get the lil' reap drillin' with the boys, yeah I don't know, oh no I don't know, oh no I don't know, oh no I don't know, oh no (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) (Trigger never had no heart, baby) (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) (Trigger never had no heart, baby) (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) (Trigger never had no heart, baby)