Emilio Rojas - The What (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

One time, baby! I tell 'er

(Verse)

I used to get fields on a bitch

Now I throw shills on a D

If ladies let their slice being spit

Uptown, young and back on my shit

A hop away, in 68', a block away from the crib

New York city, the illest city, that's where I be

When they stop and frisk you, they lock you if you don't have ID

We upgraded, a Land Rover, some Cherokees

You can skip the talkin', my bitches shoppin' for derby

For clothes, miles don't get (???)

My women talk a lot, cause clothes mouth don't give head

We plead the 5th, cause we don't talk to the FEDS

Sneaks dissin', whacha try to put me dead by pullin' part of my luck

I give a fuck about you, it's like you eatin' the (???)

Cause you a hater on the low and showin' love around ya

Now lets get back on the topic, dawg, enough about ya

I told my people we don't get it and we find it there

All the pressure we was under made us down until we shinin' the shit

They be like who is he? Ain't be no diamonds in his jewelry

Cause it's gon' be blood on my neck, unless it's gon' spill fo me

Nobody is cool as me, we be moving that new supreme

White stains and blue J's, on it for licking through the jeans

The new regime catches hot, but they loosing steam

Bitches hittin' pause to get on and you'd thought you'd boo a queen

Goddamn, the game is crazy

You shady babes are gettin' babes and the keys to a new Mercedes

A few done hate, but that's o.k.

Cause we be like matalo, matalo, and the ole

Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit

Cause everything you get, you gotta work hard for it

Always shake your hips, you don't stop

Uptown, pack ya clips, keep gone. Verse

You know we don't love these hoes,

And meet me with the type of catz that leave ya bitch exposed

You gon' run wid me, cause homie, I' that (???)

And in this world it's much better to keep close to ya folks

I'm well connected and well respected and living where the block

Is filled with catz without paper that neva fill the sys'

They using so many drugs, that it dull their senses,

Betta than the drive of reality that is still endless

I'm always mentioned when referring to the best kicks

Accepted, up most respected, assume the position, stop look and listen

Spit in ya girl mouth before I even start a'tippin'

Welcome to my low cas, ladies feel the tip up in they vocals

I spit and heat it up like it was so cat,

Something thru this cold world, I'mma catch a wave

America, the land f free masons that killed the braves

We still enslaved. Ready to kill, why I act this way

Cause my pop beat my mom like it was Cassius Clay

So I never caught feelings for a chick

I'm like a relay, runnin' thru they whole cliff

But pardon me, I be flowing retardedly

Don't be frontin' in my raps and be lying about a car I leased

Nah, cause we just tryna own

And act properly before you gettin' owned

I got more Glocks and Tex than you

I make it hot, catz won't even stand next to you

Try and touch me, you betta bust me, tres times in the head

A muthafucker's dead,

Fuck the world, don't ask me fo' shit

Cause eveything you get, you gotta work hard for it

Go on shake ya hips, you don't stop!