Pound Cake Freestyle by Green Hypnotic Lyrics
[Verse 1 : Bir'Kid]
You like when I'm ruthless, so I do this
There's a difference between what you feel and what the truth is
Truth is; I don't give a fuck about anyone of y'all niggas
So if you feel offended well this for you then
Who Kid? What the fuck you mean?
Y'already know I'm the nigga that turned your main into my secondary ho
Y'all niggas soft like, you shouldn't even touch mics
I make these rappers sit they ass down like it's Jerry show
I'm a hot dawg, you mustard of me
Or you should ketchup, cuz I got rel-ish
You don't get it?, you should get it my nigga
I'm 'bout the money y'all don't get it?, you should get it
I swear theses rappers cowards, can't treat them as rivals
I got dope wordplay, like I'm spelling crack in scrabble
Music is in my kitchen, I eat you in raps
Bitch I got pita bread around you man, I eat you in wraps
Nigga
And you should tell your bitch to stop blowin' my damn phone (Right)
I fucked the bitch she puts you on her friendzone
Damn, real nigga shit tho
Kid Paddle baby, el motherfucking Nino
Out
[Verse 2 : Green Hypnotic]
Back from the invasion created by ALAIZ
Room 1-23, wifey's fixin' her hair
Thinking about this bread
Credit card almost cleared
Best Western's best room, I'm almost there
Where?
The world that I always dreamed of
Liberty of expression, ain't none to be scared of
Rappers want to converse when there's clearly no love
It's friendly competition? My ass y'all don't spread love
Y'all start beefs, with subtweets
Then make beats for retweets
But real beef stays in streets
Hater, capiche ?
Fuck your opinion on what I say on these beats
You're irrelevant to me, I got my 'cred from the streets nigga
Using big words won't make you a better rapper
If people don't feel ya, they simply won't feel ya
Do me a favor, mind your 'biz partner
The streets needs me like drugs paraphernalia
La Coasta familia, better get familiar
Nino Green, M-T-L-V-L is my carter
Coasta familia, better get familiar
Nino Green, M-T-L-V-L is my carter
Chyeah
[Verse 3 : Green Hypnotic]
Conversations about who's mainstream or underground
When everybody's underground
I'mma keep it real, y'all bugging out with this Piu-Piu sound
Don't get it twisted, I fucks with it but y'all fucking clowns
Are, judging my people for their taste and that's, fucking foul
Call me what you want but Lord knows I ain't lazy
Niggas act like they know it all when they ain't shit see
People asking me : "Why you always talking 'bout money"
Had to tell 'em : "Back in '03 you weren't struggling like me"
Made a promise to my momma, like "I'll never be a failure"
She said : "Say what's on your mind cause people are going to test ya"
I told her : "Momma I got ya, I swear to God that I got ya"
Got me a 9 to 5 cause I really needed that paper
Wanted to be a rapper so motherfucking bad
She said : "Son, er'thing about this game will make you sad"
But, this is what I wanted
Money, power, respect it
I'm overly dedicated
These dreams of mine can't be faded
Yeah
[Green Hypnotic : Outro]
These other rappers ain't got shit on me, (Say what)
I heard these player haters talking 'bout me, (Let it play)
These other rappers ain't got shit on me
Yeah...
C.O.A.S.T. Life
You like when I'm ruthless, so I do this
There's a difference between what you feel and what the truth is
Truth is; I don't give a fuck about anyone of y'all niggas
So if you feel offended well this for you then
Who Kid? What the fuck you mean?
Y'already know I'm the nigga that turned your main into my secondary ho
Y'all niggas soft like, you shouldn't even touch mics
I make these rappers sit they ass down like it's Jerry show
I'm a hot dawg, you mustard of me
Or you should ketchup, cuz I got rel-ish
You don't get it?, you should get it my nigga
I'm 'bout the money y'all don't get it?, you should get it
I swear theses rappers cowards, can't treat them as rivals
I got dope wordplay, like I'm spelling crack in scrabble
Music is in my kitchen, I eat you in raps
Bitch I got pita bread around you man, I eat you in wraps
Nigga
And you should tell your bitch to stop blowin' my damn phone (Right)
I fucked the bitch she puts you on her friendzone
Damn, real nigga shit tho
Kid Paddle baby, el motherfucking Nino
Out
[Verse 2 : Green Hypnotic]
Back from the invasion created by ALAIZ
Room 1-23, wifey's fixin' her hair
Thinking about this bread
Credit card almost cleared
Best Western's best room, I'm almost there
Where?
The world that I always dreamed of
Liberty of expression, ain't none to be scared of
Rappers want to converse when there's clearly no love
It's friendly competition? My ass y'all don't spread love
Y'all start beefs, with subtweets
Then make beats for retweets
But real beef stays in streets
Hater, capiche ?
Fuck your opinion on what I say on these beats
You're irrelevant to me, I got my 'cred from the streets nigga
Using big words won't make you a better rapper
If people don't feel ya, they simply won't feel ya
Do me a favor, mind your 'biz partner
The streets needs me like drugs paraphernalia
La Coasta familia, better get familiar
Nino Green, M-T-L-V-L is my carter
Coasta familia, better get familiar
Nino Green, M-T-L-V-L is my carter
Chyeah
[Verse 3 : Green Hypnotic]
Conversations about who's mainstream or underground
When everybody's underground
I'mma keep it real, y'all bugging out with this Piu-Piu sound
Don't get it twisted, I fucks with it but y'all fucking clowns
Are, judging my people for their taste and that's, fucking foul
Call me what you want but Lord knows I ain't lazy
Niggas act like they know it all when they ain't shit see
People asking me : "Why you always talking 'bout money"
Had to tell 'em : "Back in '03 you weren't struggling like me"
Made a promise to my momma, like "I'll never be a failure"
She said : "Say what's on your mind cause people are going to test ya"
I told her : "Momma I got ya, I swear to God that I got ya"
Got me a 9 to 5 cause I really needed that paper
Wanted to be a rapper so motherfucking bad
She said : "Son, er'thing about this game will make you sad"
But, this is what I wanted
Money, power, respect it
I'm overly dedicated
These dreams of mine can't be faded
Yeah
[Green Hypnotic : Outro]
These other rappers ain't got shit on me, (Say what)
I heard these player haters talking 'bout me, (Let it play)
These other rappers ain't got shit on me
Yeah...
C.O.A.S.T. Life