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• Artiste: Remble
• Titre: Never Tell Freestyle, Pt. 2
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I ain't never been a crash dummy Gave you a put on, what more can you ask from me? Hard to dodge, tryna dodge catastrophe He a shooter with the Glock straight from the factory Federallies always tryna solve a mystery Crippin' hit different when you really know yo' history It hit so deep I name my son Raymond Washington That was yo' friend, you gotta fade 'cause he was popping me Pops did twenty years to the face and you responsible I read his case and almost paid for a conjugal Football numbers, he could've played for the Cardinals Let's see your arsenal Better not ride by this park or we parking you Let's see what I can do Don't cross the line, might as well find you something smart to do Go back and forth with someone else 'cause I don't argue Who brought this mark through? Give 'em that belt thing I can't help that I'm from second with the twelve gauge LGN's might spin that block, making hell raise Let alone a dime, I wouldn't drop a shell case High top Chuck Taylor with blue shoestrings Don't just snatch one, he's wearing two chains Tell me who made cuh top of the food chain Free the stitch lip Don't just be spazzin' on homies, go take a field trip Don't even act silly, plus I got Slap with me Smoke you like Moms'll smoke a Newport on the balcony Been getting faded, losing touch with my reality I'm sick and tired of those purples and that gallery When you have an empty back, you get a battery Can't complain, I'm from the D just like the Flannerys VSOP, I'm feeling decent off the Hennessy All that time they tryna give the reaper really gets to me A Black man is guilty until he's proven innocent Free the General 6, the set really get militant Anybody can get it, I don't discriminate You play the game for XP, I came to innovate Mamba mentality, hit the court and then facilitate Never seen it done before, let me demonstrate You hear me? I'm a dodger with an attitude You hear me? Tell me who your homie matter to Jerzz gave 'em something that he can't take My enemies taggers, man, all they do is spray paint The Hateful 8 go plate for plate We paper chase and hate the jakes I don't hang with rats or play with snakes Stay down or stay yo punk ass away It's Remble I ain't never been a crash dummy Gave you a put on, what more can you ask from me? Hard to dodge, tryna dodge catastrophe He a shooter with the Glock straight from the factory Federallies always tryna solve a mystery Crippin' hit different when you really know your history It hit so deep, I name my son Raymond Washington That was yo' friend, you gotta fade 'cause he was popping me