Free Huncho Interlude

[Intro]
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Hello?
Yo, what up? You-You live right now bruh?
Yo, yo, it's the one and only LB Tha Don, aka Huncho. Yo, spit a couple bars 'fore you show you what this hot shit 'bout kay. You know the feds listening so we gon' make this real clear. This for recreational use only, you feel me? (you feel me?) Hey, hey, check it out though (check it out though)

[Verse: Brendon Collicott]
Made Manson like I'm Don Corleone
If the feds clip us remember stick to the code
Keep a bobble on the dash moving packs on the road
It's like I used Tonka trucks, how I'm dumping the load
Niggas claim they shot it but under pressure they fold
You pay a price when you cross that line like you paying a toll
Bust out, getting crazy, but I'm selling them whole
Fired a nigga up but they found his body cold
Ain't no love in this shit, so I rap on my lonely
Niggas smile in your face but plot against you when they call you they homie
Know our keys, I'm iced out so if you with it then show me
Possessions got consequences see how Sosa did Tony
And I'm a fool in the kitchen but I ain't rocking no apron
I'm cookin' raw fish, I don't fuck with the bacon
I want the blood, sweat and tears, symbolize dedication
Had to separate myself so I'd achieve elevation
I can't front my moves and I've gotta have patience
'Cause when you running from calm, they catch up to you like Jason
I ain't talkin' Liam Neeson, but he got his soul taken
Chopsticks, ate him up like the nigga was Asian
Knock a nigga down, broad day like he tango
Send a nigga to his maker, give his ass a halo
I'm Magic Gangsta moving dope by the caseload
They say time is money, so I got the Rollie face froze
Drop a bankroll, get a nigga stretched
Mop spits, clean the scene up but they left his face a mess
I fuck with real demons, it's like my niggas possessed
Had to show 'em how to ball 'cause they sit and play the bench
Selling topside, got the fiends faces pale
Bitch I'm leanin' off the slime, moving slow like a snail
I feel like rich a factor, this shit water to a whale
And I keep the hammer on me, bitch don't get yo ass nailed
Hey, gang shit, shoot no lame shit, niggas squad shit, no fraud shit, nigga
Sneak dissing gon' get your bar hit
What up tho Cody Manson?

[Outro: Cody Manson & Brendan Collicott]
Yo, that's amazing. Stay up in that bitch, man. Stay ten toes, bruh
For sure, for sure. Keep your foot on these niggas' neck, man. Never ease up, man. Stay focused my nigga. Keep it G for greatness. Fuck up next, you up now. Feds sent me down for a little minute but this shit ain't 'bout nothin'. Fuck they talkin' 'bout. We them niggas you hear about on TV, you see it? Ayy, free all my demons. Free FO, free Push, free Ron. Free Meech, free Shorty, free Pablo. Free LGB and free Nut nigga and free me, nigga, the fast way. Stay solid, stay sucker free, and keep a snitch lit. Ls and shells bitch. Love and loyalty is the motherfuckin' movement. Ha! I love you big bro! I'll be back like the motherfuckin' Terminator