Rahkai, Jet Hundo - 1 Train Freestyle Lyrics

Fuck these rappers and personas
Every City going know us
TBG We going to blow up
Spitting Bars till I throw
From the city with no trust
They slice you like cold cuts
Savages give no fucks
Do hits for big bucks
And I'm running through trap again
Spitting heat on tracks again
I guess these niggas mad again
Freezing up and panicking
But when I see em in the streets I turn em to a mannequin
A mannequin
A mannequin
Now I'm out of school
Kid breaking all the rules
They say I ain't shit
Adding fire to the fuel
When you were jumping off the porch
I was hopping off the roof
What would you do?
With niggas in front you?
Picture niggas in front of
With a gun right on you
Click Clack Boom
Now its blood on ya shoes
Click Clack Boom
Now its blood on ya shoes
That's an average day, from around the way
Pistol to ya face, what you got to say?
Niggas tryna play
I got what it takes
Aint no time to waste
Time to get the cake
Let's get it
Flow hot like a skillet
Never really had privilege
God be my witness
Waking up to dirty dishes
And my mom's steady tripping
Now by any means im living
Whatever I start imma finish
Breaking records like im Guinness
Niggas know I'm a menace
Call me up and I can get it
Cook it up like a chemist niggas
This ain't nothing but a scrimmage
Remember eating cold dinners
Nigga have you ever had to wear a hoody through the winter?
Now Im right back at it
Addicted to beats
Like a mafuckin addict
Don't bother with me
If you ain't talking bout green
If ain't bout the cheese lor niggas
What the fuck does it mean?
But don't be a hero
Niggas slide in your hood jackin like sparrow
Better stand stiff there like a fucking scarecrow
And if you don't niggas probably let a couple shells go
That's why my heart frozen
Nigga subzero
TBG up next these other rappers weirdos
These niggas aint no kin to me
These niggas aint no friend to me
We pull out that shotty and shoot off your extremities
Heard about him from around the way
He softer than some Krispy Kreme
Catch em on the 25th he lit like a Christmas tree
All I'm tryna say is all these rappers fuckin soft
Red dots on his face, man he look like Rudolf
Step in my shoes than you can judge me
Cause I won't judge you
I'm just another nigga with nothing to lose
I'm just another niggas with something to prove

Something to prove
Yea
I never could snooze
Yea
I never could lose
Yea
I'm singing the blues
Yea
I got that astro pack
Put you out in space and Ill bring you back
Heart attack
When you hit the blunt
That shit will hit you back
Tit for tack
Tits for dick
Put it on me and Ill relax
Fat woods, back in the day
I'm tryna react
Catfood full out of pussies
You niggas lioness
Lion less, cause more of truth
Not always the best
Navy vet, swim in the pussy
And I don't take a breath
Take a rest
Repertoire on a hunnit
You know the rest
On the set
Less talking and more giving neck
Sloppy Toppy
While you call me poppy
Make me Hispanic
Quick to panic
Quick to swipe ya hoe
And run off like a bandit
Bandage on the pussy
Cause I beat it up
Two sluts
That's a threesome
But she cum faster than the other one
Fuck a see you later
ILL love you now
Conversations get awkward
Like we on the elevator to floor
Give you medal because you
A top whore
Hardcore
50 shades of gray
But bitch you top four
Want more
All I wanted was love
But now I'm sore
Lacking while I'm slacking my nigga
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