Crooked I - My Nigga Freestyle lyrics

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Twist open that motherfucking Hennessy, nigga

Let's light up real quick, for my niggas

My niggas

Every cigar a hundred, we don't cut it, we punch it

Light it up, lean my seat back, tell my brother to punch it

Reminiscing on hunger, we was hunting for lunches

Now it's power lunges and crunches

Getting that workout, baking that cake long, no oven mitt

Living like a hooker screwing politicians, man, fuck the government

Never made a fake song, I started so far from the bottom, we ain't have electricity to play that Drake song

No refrigerator either, we was quite stressed

Bologna floating in the ice chest, duct tape and a white vest

I put on body armor and took the llama so my mama could put on a nice dress

Caught him slipping in the kitchen, the homies told me he's snitching

I told him give me every pigeon you pitching

Then he called my name out before I could smash

He recognized the voice under the mask, had no choice but to blast

I was 19 years old, pants sagging, nigga, my house shoes dragging

Shooting my magnum, I wasn't even flagging

Now I'm shooting videos with a bad one in the wagon

I'm the king of this trappin' mixed with backpack rappin'

Stacking my money, ready to set the war off

Bringing it to your house, your front door's getting tore off

Then I Art of War you, I'mma knock your ugly whore off

Hit 'em with the magic stick, the spell never wore off

Nigga, this is Long Beach, I'm Eastbound and Down

Something like Kenny Powers, ain't stopping for any cowards

I sleep 4, then grind the rest of the 20 hours

My niggas, we made a vow, we won't rest till the city's ours

I just lost a brick and I'm still talking shit

Peel the roof off the whip and peel your bitch off my dick

My whole fucking life has been hustle and flow

They say I ain't never heard Crooked on a Mustard before

Me and my niggas

I said that I’mma ride for my motherfucking niggas

Most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigger

I’ve been grinding outside all day with my niggas

And I ain’t going in unless I’m with my niggas

My nigga, my nigga

My nigga, my nigga

My nigga, my nigga

My nigga, my nigga