Tsu Surf - Welcome Back Freestyle lyrics

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Tsu Surf - Welcome Back Freestyle lyrics

[Verse: Tsu Surf] It's like, vroom vroom, started up, poppin' the gear I'm back, feel like Rocky at the top of the stairs Head high, feet grounded, keep the Glock in the air Bull's-eye, hit the target when I'm locked in the steer Yeah, rule number 1: gotta stunt when we come out Paid In Full pics; hella bread with the gun out It's like the money paralyzed; you never see it run out So b**hes like Jordan; from the jump, got they tounge out I graduated from shrimp, noodle, to lobster A gorilla with the TEC, go bananas with the chopper G's moved me up from a shooter to a shotta Cops only find Tootsie Rolls, I could pinatã ya b**hes come second cuz I only chase dollars Spinach, broccoli, green, collards Holla at me about paper or I don't wanna holla Cause for the cheese, the bullets I'll be airing; Rodgers All it take is one chirp *brrr*, send those clips Jeep Cherokees, the Tahoes bend those strips It's like "Did he go, damn, didn't do sh**" No bullets, so whip his head; Willow Smith For like two weeks straight I slinged raw on that stoop First flip I ripped the whole f**ing skull off the roof Then I went back to papi, spent 27 for two Last flip I bought the caravan doors on the coupe So you tell me what that sound like, certified boss sh** The vest is for the D and the 40 is the offence Polo kicks, cargos, bu*toned-up Lacoste sh** Key in the ignition sound like it about to hawk spit My young b**h head game to the attic They lurking in the hood so I gotta keep the 'matic Dope straight from Orlando, bricks of that Magic When I stop my neck blink, the chain got hazards Squatting in that 7-0, two Mike Vicks on Yellow b**h, pa**enger, s** till the dick gone First she paid me then her money getting spent on Purple Pradas, look like I make wine with my kicks on I bagged her two weeks ago, you should've seen her face freeze She like "I've never seen those"… Cause b*tch, they don't make these! Get it at a good rate, I'll flip it at a great speed Dope say 'Unthinkable', just re-up'd with eight keys