Vette (Freestyle)

[Verse 1]
These niggas nothing like me, I'm a gangster, can't compare at all
I can tell the story, all facts, I just paint the wall
I was really trapping, P's and crack, we try to serve it all
These niggas act like killers but they really soft as cotton balls
Squeezing 'til it's empty, watch his soul lift, his body fall
You the type of nigga in the jam you gon' tell it all
They sent him subpoenas for that statement, ain't had to tell at all
They ask where I been, I'm back again, bitch, I'm back in that mode

[Chorus]
I been state to state, through the trenches, G-Lock by my lonely
If I get that feeling, finger twitching, G-Lock lеave you lonely
Shootout, get to swinging likе Montana they gon' think I'm Tony
Shootout in this bitch, I'm like Montana, I gotta make it home
In the stu' up in the A, I'm 'bout to shoot this [?]
Choppa make him lay down like [?]
Baby Boy and V.Roy, they like [?], they some shottas
Used to keep a knife up in my waist like I'm a part of slaughter

[Verse 2]
[?], look what they started, long live LowEko
Bitch, I'm stupid, going retarded
G-Lock .23 up on me, all the shells is .40
I've been going up by my [?] since I was a lil' shorty
Running around with block heads, block on fire, we hot heads
When I ain't listening to my mama, mama call me hard headead
I dropped out of school, my teachers said that we all would be dead
Now I make more money than my teachers, make 'em all mad
My pocket a graveyard 'cause I filled it up with all deads
My partners going way, take care their kids, gotta make sure all fed
A nigga play with mine, I squeeze that iron, [?]
This Glizzy like a dick [?]
Crack a nigga [?], surprise, pop out, ah, shit
He cluth [?] or a four nickel
Prolly go to Saks just because [?] with four fits
Gucci, Louie, Chanel, Givenchy, Christian Dior, Prada shit

[Chorus]
I been state to state, through the trenches, G-Lock by my lonely
If I get that feeling, finger twitching, G-Lock leave you lonely
Shootout, get to swinging like Montana they gon' think I'm Tony
Shootout in this bitch, I'm like Montana, I gotta make it home
In the stu' up in the A, I'm 'bout to shoot this [?]
Choppa make him lay down like [?]
Baby Boy and V.Roy, they like [?], they some shottas
Used to keep a knife up in my waist like I'm a part of slaughter