Extra extra freestyle

"UHH KELLS ITS HEARTFELT, "OUU KELLS YEAHED DAT THING," you hear it... "Young boy move dat dope shittttt/ I don't fuck around with you fuckarounds, fuck around dude get smoked/ Like a dutch of dat dro"Woah"/ I be really putting on everywhere I go, for the hood, for the city, going hard up in the Yo!/ Street life-dope life boy dats all ya dude know/ Better check ya time piece cause its time I let ya know 'uh', That its gametime load up Four pound "bang"'bang'', time/ and at the same time I pull up like I'm James Bond/ Got the 40 in the wip no st. isles, aintt I, the fucking answer to thе game like A.I..; spiting dat convict music like Akon/ Thеy yelling stay calm, knowing I'm bout to napalm/ and hit ya fucking block and blow ya shit like a A-bomb'/ but you don't want that war boy, na na you don't want that war boy/ cause ima give it to you mufuckers raw boy talking bout that straight drop shit yeah that chore boy/ I go the opposite of soft boy, talking hard as a rock on my toes like socks 30 shots in the Glock, yeah I'm coming for dat cream yeah I'm gunning for that gwop/ All up in the spot; running through it like an errand/ And all my dudes rolling like a fucking ball bearing/ Redrum gravedigger yeah we be Paul bearing/ Put you in that Kansas City shuffle "lucky number sleven". Have you on the highway to heaven or hell talking bout you roll like a train; you getting derailed/ if diamonds are ya girl best friend Im drops a
The jeeweel on her/ they like sound the alarm how I rocket like bells on 'em/ No taco though, and I can long range shit like, "Joe Flacco", threw/ Yeah I'm armed & dangerous out dat 504/ Basquiat wit da flow have you visually 'wowed' or I can hit the ave wit it and just give it and go/ That's the streets inbeeded in me to Hustle&Flow; spit crack on the track, yeah I hustle the flow/ Blam L's for this shit got me all at your throat/ 100 rounds in the clip mufucker lets go/ ima tear this bitch up from the roof to the floor/ like Boosie I set it off up in dis bitch/ I got bounce like cleo in dat 6'4!!!!!

BRIDGE::
'You thought it was over na I ain’t done
‘Let’s get it’'

Yea I'm bad to the bone/walk in this bitch shoulder strap on the arm/ ain't doing no talking less cash is involved/ then I bounce in this bitch like I play basketball/ got my mind right na I'm back in my zone/ did my lil jocee now I'm back at my home/ where they said id fail but you bitches was wrong/ now I'm spitting that dope like a pack of that roine/ smoking that strong-sipping dat shit popping dat pussy like it was a zit/ then I pass to the homies yeah that's an assist/ you talking that beef bitch we serving dat dish/ we go body for body a murder ya click/ might louboutin it to murder da kicks/ wit a couple blood diamonds to murder the wrist/ If you looking to find me you know what it is/ and you know how I rock/ and you know who I'm wit/ Jonestown-heartfelt up in dis bitch/ v.s.o.p in the back of the vip then we bagging your bitch then its back to the stripe// v.s.o.p in the back of the vip then we bagging your bitch then its back to the stripe//