W.N.P.P Freestyle (We Not Pushing Peace)

[Intro]
(Helluva made that beat, baby)

[Verse]
We still buyin' orders for the trenches, come get T with us
Cool on all that stripping and that tipping, bae just leave with me
Half a bill of green on me, pint of lean on me
I keep hearing this and that, bitch, but I ain't see nothin'
I ain't seein', I ain't seein' for a eight a ball
Pussy weak, head cool, fuck her, take her home
12 watches in like an M and a half
Yellin' "Free them boys" again, Duggy, get in your bag
I went G on the ave', just sent the key to the Nash
Ain't no young nigga turnt, this shit started with spazz
All my YN's could buy a ten, nigga what you spendin'?
Bust her out or fly 'em in, I keep gettin' 'em
Hospitals, got fives in 'em, we did it
How you know he ain't fuckin' with you, he a weak bitch
We them niggas, we them niggas tryna free them niggas
Why I ain't never pass you a blick', 'cause I ain't see it in you
I want more from you cuz
Wanna impress me, go and torch somethin', Blood
I'm still out here with Woe
Ease me niggas, graduated to a narc
Jury playin' crazy, I'm turnin' up with spark
I'll put a bitch in park, we ain't close, but we ain't far
Got a light on a .23, this only for the dark
No, that's only for a bar, I'll shoot a bitch in broad day
Hardy [?], one dunk goin' all day
Three hunnid cash to tow away, bitch, you know we all straight
The H's, the G's, the Bloods, the C's, the thugs with me
Huh, we not pushin' peace, huh
I'm rockin' with Meech, and I ain't give him a dime
If this shit for the D, how I'm the only one ridin'
Youngins all behind me, from the D to Miami
She told you that's some presi', she lied, nigga, that's a Patek
Won't leave her if she let me, I love you, bae, come and get me (Yeah)
I still don't fuck with niggas, Squeeze, you feel me?
We the same, free the gang, kill me If I change
I only talk big shit, 'cause I know niggas can't
Sell me all the drank, I know niggas buyin' Wock' for ten
Gotti say that old shit cool, it's time to drop again
Fuck it bitch, I'm lockin' in, nigga them in boxes in
Call me on the west, if it's a play, I'm goin' all out
Mad 'cause I ain't hit your hand, well bitch we finna fall out
I still got the dog house, I mean the dog phone
She keep yellin' "Fuck me harder", like, lil' bitch your walls gone
I still want a more home, nigga
The H's, the G's, the Bloods, the C's
We not pushin' peace