DJ Whoo Kid Freestyle (1999)

[Verse 1: Nature]

Envious thugs, henny and slugs
The first commandments are getting signed
Thirsting for advances, loot
On top of loot, now more shit's possible
I cop a fresh Glock and learn to lock and shoot
I turn church-girls to prostitutes, one at a time
In hot pursuit I spit hundreds of lines
Bite my nails to the cuticles
Write beautiful tales of inner city life
Where death occurs on any night
I bet on plenty dice
Never ass bet, you could ask stretch
A fake driver’s license, saying Basquets
The same adress, QB baby born and raised
You know the place where we hustle, corners is praised
Just like the government
White brothership, black militia straight thuggin' it
Every other tape Nate floodin' it
Hot 97 Lovin’ it, crazy spins
On the top 8 at eight, I rock state to state
Wild Gremlinz and Bravehearts, not gettin' play
99' my queens niggas, droppin' in May