Take One Freestyle

[Verse 1: John West]
I’m off a bar
Pull up in the car, you already know I’m with Big Scarr
I’m reppin’ ours
I got the foreign car and the whip
Fuck a bitch, yeah I gotta go dip
Y’all already know, my dog he a Crip
Aim for my dog, he in the set!
I don’t pour lean I don’t sip
I fuck a bitch then I dip
You already know what I said
I keep a gun on my hip
I’m with the man
You already know I popped a xan
Woke up in Japan
With your bitch she on my dick
She tryna suck until she can’t no more
Already know what I say
Already know where I stay
Tally, I wanna make moves to the bay one day
Ima fuck on your lil bae
Aye she going a little crazy
Ima go get this money all day
I’m popping off like an AK
I been trappin’ since eighth grade
Shit all thesе niggas hating
Cuz I got this this paper
Cuz I been paper chasing
I been getting to thе bag smoking weed like “Amen!”

[Verse 2: SleeperJack]
I be pulling up from deep
Boy you could call me Stephen
I got the FN
Baby girl don’t need no question
I been really tested
Since an adolescent
I done came from the concrete
Bitch I stepped in
Ain’t no way that you can say that I’m not the Reverend
I done did what I did
Baby girl done tried to play me
She could fuck me good and I might take her on vacation
Say what I’m gon do and I’m gon be here for a minute
I ain’t rappin’ with these rappers
I ain’t playin’ it like a scrimmage
This is not just the beginning
I might have to up my image
I’m a top dog legend
They gon have to change my picture
Ima be here yeah forever
Ever and forever!
I might have to send a letter to the motherfuckin’ mayor
I’m a beast and I’m a player

[Verse 3: John West]
What you think this is?
Y’all ain’t with the shits
You a witness of the greatness that I’m living in
You a lame and I got fame
And you a phony bitch
You just tryna chase my clout you lame bitch
Stay in your lane bitch
You ain’t speak my language
Duval where I came bitch
(DUUUVALLLL!)
Where’d I come bitch?
On your thumb bitch
Aye you got thumbs but you don’t be bumpin’
Aye I’m bumpin’
I keep shit a hunnid
I’m balling like Drummond
Living the life you wanting
You tryna see my bitch?
You cannot cause she too bad
Already know I’m bad like Mike in ‘87 “Bad”
MJ ‘96 playoffs is how I’m doing shit
I be moving bricks cuz I’m a young hooligan
My daddy was a trapper passed it to his kid

[Verse 4: SleeperJack]
Man I really had to grind to live this life I live
Remember days that I ain’t even have shit in the fridge
I was out here selling bills
They was counterfeit
(Like Floyd!)
I was tryna fuck a bitch but she would have a fit
(That hoe!)
My diamonds real
But they was fake back in my younger days
I upgrade and cop some J’s in my other ways
Fucked your bitch and then I switched her with my other bae
I copped a K from my plug he around the way
If he don’t call back I might just rob him yesterday

[Verse 5: John West]
I got red dots
Extended clips on my Glock
40 yeah, I ain’t afraid to let it pop
Fuck the cops I never have a fuck bout the law
You already I’m a big dog you see my paws