Raw Freestyle

By Dudja

On Different Styles

Released on July 4, 2018

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This is

The day i rise

Bout to pop up in the game

Like bitch surprise (hello)

I make hits

No you can't deny

The last time you had hits was when aim just died (you've got mail)

If we switched brains you can't maintain my mind

I might take your bitch but she complain all the time

See life is a mountain and im down for the climb

If its bout getting rich im down for the crime

Talk about me imma rip out your spine

Pull out a gun imma pull out my nine (oh my god)

Kicking back feeling fine

Catch me at my crib eating crackers sipping wine (im fancy bitch)

You selling nickels and dimes

Get your weight up, you need to get your pay up

Cuz what you say is made up, and you are living a bluff

In the game don't you get stuck, owing someone some big bucks

Cuz they will have you cut up

I pray to god you have luck

Cuz they will hunt you like ducks

And blast you up with some slugs (damn)

Now your body's with the bugs decomposing

My hearts frozen colder than the Arctic ocean

I'm only hoping that you just give me one moment

To get up in the game and these lames ill expose em

Your music blows son you need to focus on your flows son

If you my foe son ill kill you like im the chosen

One to the two to the three four

Killing every whore that ever walked through my door

Wanna battle me i pack a hammer like thor

Life is like sports all we wanna do is score

Every single guy wants to fuck a hot bitch raw

But when you get there she's like put a condom on

And your like come on and shes like no, Do you want a baby

And you just look at her like oh

Well fuck that shit

I want to hit it raw so i could feel that shit

Shit every guy know how real that is

And if she dont give it up im gonna kill that bitch