RRoxket “On The Radar” Freestyle Part 2 by On The Radar (Ft. RRoxket)
RRoxket “On The Radar” Freestyle Part 2 by On The Radar (Ft. RRoxket)

RRoxket “On The Radar” Freestyle Part 2

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RRoxket “On The Radar” Freestyle Part 2 by On The Radar (Ft. RRoxket)

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RRoxket “On The Radar” Freestyle Part 2 Lyrics

[Intro]
([?] DTM in this motherfucka', man)
[?]

[Chorus]
I grab her throat when I'm in it
Know that I don't fuck these women
Crank it up, crack up that damn engine
Crank it up, crack up that damn engine
Huhh, I cross my dawg, I'm a super Christian
Huhh, I hit a lick, lotta' doo's kicked in
Huhh, I split a Perc, have time splittin'
Huhh, tryna put a red dot on his chin
Huhh, I slept on dirty ah flo' with my kin
Huhh, told my young nigga loud up and he grin
Huhh, these niggas pray for a day to go spin

[Verse]
Huhh, I'm the young nigga with dirty lil' Glock
Huhh, soon as he buy a new fye, he popped
I bringing drugs to my damn bus stop
I fuck her face, left her head in shock
Huhh, [?] don't forget the damn [?]
Huhh, only thing man rock is [?]
Huhh, real firearm, nigga, fuck is a prop?
Huhh, Percocet 10, I be geeked out my socked
Huhh, she kinda got mileage, a lil' mini bop
Huhh, my shoota's shoot and shoot out plenty tops
I shoot this nigga the minute he cross
Huhh, play with these sticks like this shit mini golf
Huhh, Percocet 10, let dissolve in this soft'
Huhh, that's why I gotta get me plenty sauce
Huhh, We spin the Benz, gon' see 'bout the talk
Huhh, niggas on internet do lot of talk
Huhh, aim with this stick, he can shoot down a hawk
Huhh, I fuck the ho, pipe her down, she get tossed
Huhh, no way, I can't leave my fye in the house
Huhh, I kick down the doo' with the fye then I'm out
Huhh, Percocet 10 make my bitch mad
Get the fuck down with yo' bitch ass
Huhh, we leave a young nigga shit-bag
Huhh, I walk around, thirty clip mag
Huhh, now he drink hamburger slushie
You want a hamburger slushie?
You gon' get one if you touch me
We leave a young nigga shit-bag
Huhh, I'm bangin B, nigga big mad
Huh, I don't give a fuck 'bout discussions
Huhh, pistol whip, give him concussions
Huhh, I'm tryna shoot, fuck the tusslin'
I'm tryna shoot, fuck the tusslin' shit
I'm super slime, tell my cousin shit
Huhh, I ain't want shit, nigga, nothin' but Ricks
Huhh, I hit the shot but my cousin missed
Huhh, I blow like a rocket and shit
Huhh, I know I'm on top of this shit
Huhh, the cup of codeine if I'm sick
Huhh, I'm lookin' like Jeremy Lin
Huhh, I'm lookin' like Jackie Chan
Huhh, my bro got the gat in his hand (Fuck)
Huhh, please don't attack that man
Uhh, I geekin' my day off a Xan
Huhh, my bro just get geeked in the can
Huhh, like, "fuck it" if nigga you broke then go rob
Huhh, my cousin told me mask up and then rob him
Huhh, I'm the bad guy when it's cops and robbers
Huhh, I might not shoot if I see a cop
Huhh, close range .38, hot revolver

[Chorus]
I grab her throat when I'm in it
Know that I don't fuck these women
Crank it up, crack up that damn engine
Crank it up, crack up that damn engine
Huhh, I cross my dawg, I'm a super Christian
Huhh, I hit a lick, lotta' doo's kicked in
Huhh, I split a Perc, have time splittin'
Huhh, tryna put a red dot on his chin
Huhh, I slept on dirty ah flo' with my kin
Huhh, told my young nigga loud up and he grin
Huhh, these niggas pray for a day to go spin

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