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Headshot 3 Freestyle Lyrics by Oschino

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[Verse: Oschino]
We got ‘em rocking and snapping nine millimeter I’m packing
I be balling down the lane these hater niggas be hacking
Got the Franklins got them Grants I got them Andrew Jacksons
Oschino got his groove back like Angela Bassett
I be capping and capping my Philly fitted on backwards
And that Porsche Cayenne burn the rubber while passing
I be laughing and drinking these niggas hating and scheming
Niggas drooling over the jewels, it look like they teething
Got that Louis Vuitton, I got that Gucci design
Everything in that nigga closet made in Milan
Black Pelle Pelle butter leather shitting on fine
Young punk stay in line, I went to school wit’ ya’ mom
I love money, love tattoos, I love a vagina
Vasquez got bricks like the Great Wall of China
Ever since a young minor, carry K’s like al-Qaeda
Spitting out fires like lighters, I’m hand-to-handing with pipers
Did a murder I mighta eating chee-chee with the lifers
Flow is so fucking outrageous I will fuck up the cypher
I’m with Joey Jihad, like Michael Jordan LeBron
Watching him, make me reminisce when I used to glide
Now I’m old but I’m good and I look good to be old
Niggas soft like Reeboks, with bubblegum soles
I done fucked with hoes, I done fucked with Dame
I done fucked with ‘caine, I done fucked with fame
You a fucking lame, we ain’t the fucking same
Nigga ya’ Sprint bill due, ya’ better pawn ya’ chain
Turn him into Wolverine, put some metal up in him
Now he in the box, like a pair of Jordan’s size 10
Fucking with them niggas that’s crazy insane loco
.44, got my arm shaking like a go-go
You don’t know O? Then you don’t know shit
I don’t give a fuck nigga who you go and get
I got a clip, long enough to kill, you and you, him and them, all of y’all
Aunt Sally, Uncle Charles
I’ma ball like Carmelo on the run-and-gun
Just a nigga balling, honey got my balls on her tongue
I keep a gun I keep a bitch I keep a big bank
Dick good, shit longer than a cheesesteak
I need cake, like my sugar level down
But I’m not a diabetic, I will set it on a clown
Wit’ a pound or a Ruger, something that go through ya’
Not talking ‘bout a pencil when I use lead to school ya’
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About “Headshot 3 Freestyle” by Oschino

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