Team Eastside Peezy - Freestyle lyrics

Yeah What up my n***a Claw Whats happenin n***a Lil Ron on the Track Helly whats crackin Talk my sh** for a minute man Ay [Verse 1] Get money at all costs These n***as is all talk It is so easy to fall off 10 thousand on me with the grey Versace draws on Could've bought a crib but I put it on a necklace Missed the summer jam f** it put me on the next one Spent two zips of weed on one f**ing sweater I been getting money for the motherf**in' record Wapa hit me up said "P, it's a desert" You know I'm on my way but if I bring 'em then its extra My doctor told me I ain't been eating enough veggies I been out in Oakland getting P's for 27 I don't go to sleep I get cheese when it's breakfast I don't like to beef but you know me it's whatever They gave my n***a Skee 35 and 2 11 You got to be more careful when you driving with the stuffer You know Chill Nephew he a hustlin' motherf**a Left town with one, came back with double 3 thousand pills had it concealed in the luggage This the type of sh** that get a young n***a in trouble But I touched down safe, couple days I'm back Came up, what they got to say 'bout that Sneak dissing n***a we don't play bout that Same n***a f**ed me over I used to break my back To make sure n***as was straight and n***as betrayed Real n***a at night, p**y in the day But you know me I keep it pushing anyway Call a bad b**h tell her put that p**y on my face I'm a motherf**in' vet and you rookies in the way Drinking on that Pimp C, smoking cookie out the bay Might hit yo' b**h once then that p**y out a day Wearing Don C's the only time you see me with a snake n***a