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Gordon R Freestyle lyrics

Performer Remble

Gordon R Freestyle song lyrics by Remble official

Gordon R Freestyle is a song in English

Are you willing to die for those Christians? (Die for those Christians?)
Do you really feel fly in True Religion? (True Religion)
Did you think you would survive 5.56s? (5.56s)
You spent a band on a burner and died with it? (Died with it?)
40 pointers on Rollies, the time glisten (time glisten)
Superchargers on foreigns, we drive different (drive different)
Can you believe that he tucked on my lick? (Laudiano)
Like why would anyone go against my Smith & (my Smith)
His grave is his placement, he AWOL (AWOL)
Christopher Dorner and snipers with ACOG (ACOG)
If you can't see I'm a joint then you're Ray Charles (Ray Charles)
These niggas Braxton, just actin' like Tamar (Tamar)

Run up on me and see what I'm made of (made of)
Tuh, you're better off stealing a bait car
I'm blowin' up, I been steppin' on claymores (claymores)
The bullet hit his head like it was made for him (made for him)
Shawn michaels at parties, I'm high kicking (high kicking)
Monkey nuts on big choppers and side bitches (side bitches)
A gordon ramsay entree with a side dish (side dishes)
2007 in class with a sidekick (sidekick)
Subwoofers installed in white benzes (white benzes)
Gang members involved with tight fitteds (tight fitteds)
If you don't snatch his chain now, you might miss it (might miss it)
He's Ryan Hollins into it with Mike Bibby (Mike Bibby)
I keep a Glocky with nuts, don't fight with me (don't fight with me)
Rats helped my dad get a life sentence (life sentence)

Real foolies with vocals, the time givers (time givers)
A pen and pad with a smile, you like snitchin' (like snitchin')
Slayed a nigga just for pissing in the shitter
Ks and pistols for a fade, I brought some hitters with the clippers (hitters with the clippers)
Sniper bullets, these'll hit 'em from a distance
When I'm into it with a nigga I won't stop 'til he's finished (stop 'til he's finished)
Eat the beef fast, I'll never save it for dinner
He threw his beef in crock pots, he was just letting it simmer (letting it simmer)
Y'all run my homie then I'm squabbling next
I pull out tecs in between fights, let's see who squabbles the lead (squabbles the lead)
Served him with the 9, wait 'til he see what this .40 do (see what this .40 do)
Buddy ran up on the wrong guys and they totalled him (guys and they totalled him)
No, for real, they really did what they supposed to do (they really did what they supposed to do)
Drop him to a knee, it looked like he was proposed to 'em (like he was proposed to 'em)

I know who did it but I can't tell you who shot the man (who shot the man)
He spinned them blocks disguised in wigs like he was Juwanna Mann (he was Juwanna Mann)
Really splittin' wigs since little kid's out his momma's van (out his momma's van)
Bounced out with ARs, trippin', hitting his choppa dance
It's Remble (it's Remble)
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Eunique Remble
Copyright: Songtrust Ave

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