j Hood - Freestyle #2 lyrics

[J-Hood] Damn The 'gnac got me f**ed up Poobs You sure you can drive my n***a? Drunk out my mind, Courvosier got me twisted In the pa**enger side of the Range gettin lifted Hand on my biscuit, watchin for them boys in the rearview They be on some bullsh**, searchin n***as vehicles Knockin the Ojays, faded off the previous blunt Eyes red, skully low like what the f** n***as want? I'm on some other sh**, my brain paintin pictures like Van Gogh 27 flat is what I get you them grams fo' D tryin to build a case, tryin to get me or somethin But like a broke thumbtack they can't stick me to nothin What's this I hear, Hood fell off, not true Don't make me take yo' a** back to _Stadium 2_ When I dropped 60 on Clue, kids had to stop me Shortly after that a lot of rappers tried to copy Damn right I'm co*ky, and I can't forget witty I won't just spit on a track, I'll spit on this city I listen to Biggie but get, hyped off that 'Pac sh** Wired off a quart, wonderin why I ain't got sh** But on the real I got this, the last shall eat first And them fat n***as that stuff they face gon' eat dirt Soon as the heat spurt y'all n***as gon' immediately drop It's already in the stars, I'll be damned if I flop Be damned if I stop, I'm 'bout to take ownership of the crown Now Big told you like an elevator it's goin down (D-Block!) What?