Chiraq Freestyle by Young Leek Detroit Lyrics
[Verse 1: Young Leek Detroit]
Young nigga I'm bout' mine
You should stop hating ima stop sign
That's presidential come cop mine
I got mine,got Glock 9's
Got bad bitches with bad friends
And they got back they got spine
I dine and dash I ain't got time
For these fucking hoes
She can bust it open
Im getting' money,niggas talkin' dumb but they looking' funny
When I hit the donut,when I hit the donut,they whole cast them niggas broke n' they is a joke n'
I'm goin' dumb,I'm goin' crazy off 30 xans
My beats nasty like Dirty Vans
I will shoot you and ya mans,you is a fan,we did it man
They said I couldn't,they said I wouldn't,they said I shouldn't
My bitch is bad I say I'm good bitch I'm in the hood bitch I'm good
2 verses just cashed out,used to have 5 dollar bags now
Go in the store just max out,got ya girl face in my lap now
In the parking lot as I back out
Bitch niggas gon' back down
My young niggas bring bands out
Young niggas blow grams down
Hammer in hand no handouts
I'm Wyclef,no I'm chef,no I'm best
That teflon,won't help ya nigga,forgetful nigga
Boosie free its a miracle nigga
Free Yo Skyy you ain't hearing me nigga
Trel could of got 10 years in the prison
Free my nigga Rj still in the prison
Free my niggas we my niggas,we been at this shit
And she blowing my whole team I think she like the way we hit
I swear we lit and I been on it
Im on tracks just like Im JP
Niggas hating they don't phase me
Smoking loud what did you say to me
[Verse 2: Young Leek Detroit]
Young nigga wit a bankroll
My young niggas keep thangs close
You ain't know,we stupid nigga,she won't do a nigga if it ain't me though
Young nigga know alot of shit
Young nigga know a lot of zips
Young nigga worth a pile of bricks
We right here,we nice here,my bad bitch like Lisa Raye
She thick as hell
Can't you tell
That's loud cookie
Can't you smell
Im on the mile I get mail,that's paper nigga you hater nigga
I ain't mad do yo thang
Presidential like Pac back
All Im missing is the nose ring
I go insane,I don't complain,Im killing beats on everything
She sucking dick like she owe me brain
No Donald Sterling I own the game
Young Leek nigga,young D nigga
I'm back nigga I ain't left though
I'm in the class with a klepto
We got accepted into fresh school
Bitches be on deck
They say we up next
All my niggas count checks that bitch a rat I ain't finna hound that
I don't even need a soundcheck
I don't even gotta call back
All my young niggas bout' that
Y'all niggas ain't bout' that
Young nigga I'm bout' mine
You should stop hating ima stop sign
That's presidential come cop mine
I got mine,got Glock 9's
Got bad bitches with bad friends
And they got back they got spine
I dine and dash I ain't got time
For these fucking hoes
She can bust it open
Im getting' money,niggas talkin' dumb but they looking' funny
When I hit the donut,when I hit the donut,they whole cast them niggas broke n' they is a joke n'
I'm goin' dumb,I'm goin' crazy off 30 xans
My beats nasty like Dirty Vans
I will shoot you and ya mans,you is a fan,we did it man
They said I couldn't,they said I wouldn't,they said I shouldn't
My bitch is bad I say I'm good bitch I'm in the hood bitch I'm good
2 verses just cashed out,used to have 5 dollar bags now
Go in the store just max out,got ya girl face in my lap now
In the parking lot as I back out
Bitch niggas gon' back down
My young niggas bring bands out
Young niggas blow grams down
Hammer in hand no handouts
I'm Wyclef,no I'm chef,no I'm best
That teflon,won't help ya nigga,forgetful nigga
Boosie free its a miracle nigga
Free Yo Skyy you ain't hearing me nigga
Trel could of got 10 years in the prison
Free my nigga Rj still in the prison
Free my niggas we my niggas,we been at this shit
And she blowing my whole team I think she like the way we hit
I swear we lit and I been on it
Im on tracks just like Im JP
Niggas hating they don't phase me
Smoking loud what did you say to me
[Verse 2: Young Leek Detroit]
Young nigga wit a bankroll
My young niggas keep thangs close
You ain't know,we stupid nigga,she won't do a nigga if it ain't me though
Young nigga know alot of shit
Young nigga know a lot of zips
Young nigga worth a pile of bricks
We right here,we nice here,my bad bitch like Lisa Raye
She thick as hell
Can't you tell
That's loud cookie
Can't you smell
Im on the mile I get mail,that's paper nigga you hater nigga
I ain't mad do yo thang
Presidential like Pac back
All Im missing is the nose ring
I go insane,I don't complain,Im killing beats on everything
She sucking dick like she owe me brain
No Donald Sterling I own the game
Young Leek nigga,young D nigga
I'm back nigga I ain't left though
I'm in the class with a klepto
We got accepted into fresh school
Bitches be on deck
They say we up next
All my niggas count checks that bitch a rat I ain't finna hound that
I don't even need a soundcheck
I don't even gotta call back
All my young niggas bout' that
Y'all niggas ain't bout' that