Troy Ave - L.A. Leakers Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Troy Ave] And the kid countin' bread, f** countin' sheep 1300 counted thread but a n***a hardly sleep (nah) Snooze and lose, I ain't taking no losses I'm in the takin' trips and takin' flicks and [?] Fast life living, success driven Mad ice glistening, cookin' powder in the kitchen (powder) Benny and [?] pay me what I deserve Tell her rubber band the money, save the ones for the first Put the P in All pun intended Punish that p**y, more hits then a penny L.A. Dodgers, L.A. Leakers I to run base and put hot sh** out the speakers L.A. Dodgers, L.A. Leakers I to run base and put hot sh** out the speakers L.A. Dodgers, L.A. Leakers I to run base and put hot sh** out the speakers Troy Ave and in me you can trust B.S.B. records the real ones f**ing with us I know I'm blessed because I ain't ash to dust To the Lord we pray, but in gas we trust Mothaf**as [Verse 2] I'm aimin', I'm bangin' to execute (get 'em Block) Stay whippin' on these n***as that thinkin' they next to shoot Race to the chips, I'm a n***a to double dip Grip on the hip, packed ready to ship Said bring the whip, we bout to take another trip My whole gang spit, all tops with chrome Glocks Waling on beats with reminisces of Funk Dots (Funk dot) You kids are like a brand new pimple, ya won't pop (never) Repping on these streets, that's something that won't stop Born where they sling and bang and front the cops I represent the n***as on corners that pump rocks (powder) Wale 'em like them crackers that listen to Punk Rock (I don't wanna be you) Or roll, blocks, I stroll Hot, or cold, I got a hunger for the dough Flip em like a plow, push em through the snow Block got the glow, Bruce Leroy flow