Freestyle (j-hood) – D-block – letras

[J-Hood:]DamnThe ‘gnac got me fucked up PoobsYou sure you can drive my nigga?Drunk out my mind, Courvosier got me twistedIn the passenger side of the Range gettin liftedHand on my biscuit, watchin for them boys in the rearviewThey be on some bullshit, searchin niggaz vehiclesKnockin the Ojays, faded off the previous bluntEyes red, skully low like what the fuck niggaz want?I’m on some other shit, my brain paintin pictures like Van Gogh27 flat is what I get you them grams fo’D tryin to build a case, tryin to get me or somethinBut like a broke thumbtack they can’t stick me to nothinWhat’s this I hear, Hood fell off, not trueDon’t make me take yo’ ass back to _Stadium 2_When I dropped 60 on Clue, kids had to stop meShortly after that a lot of rappers tried to copyDamn right I’m cocky, and I can’t forget wittyI won’t just spit on a track, I’ll spit on this cityI listen to Biggie but get, hyped off that ‘Pac shitWired off a quart, wonderin why I ain’t got shitBut on the real I got this, the last shall eat firstAnd them fat niggaz that stuff they face gon’ eat dirtSoon as the heat spurt y’all niggaz gon’ immediately dropIt’s already in the stars, I’ll be damned if I flopBe damned if I stop, I’m ’bout to take ownership of the crownNow Big told you like an elevator it’s goin down(D-Block!) What?