Denzel Curry Freestyle: LA Leakers Freestyle #184 lyrics
by Denzel Curry
[Verse: Denzel Curry]
n*ggas gon’ ask what the f*ck have I done, got me thinking that a n*gga ain’t did it yet
You can ask Robb Bank$ you can ask Yung Simmie ‘cause my n*ggas back then know I been a threat
I’ma lace up the Nikes running up a steep hill, every show you know a n*gga running through a check
Got pus*y-ass n*ggas saying that it’s on sight, well I guess ‘cause it’s always on the internet
These n*ggas gon’ do what the hoes do
Florida boy so the golds is a go-to
Got 12 to the top got 12 to the bottom, even my momma got a gold tooth
She told me don’t ever vent to a chickenhead b*tch she’ll chirp like a old Boost
What these crackers know about making meals whipping up the sugar water when the house got no juice?
Trey deuce be the block I’m from n*gga
And I’m finna rep that since a young n*gga
It’s funny how the hoes used to wanna get smart and they still get pregnant by a dumb n*gga
Got a whole lotta people talking on the TL saying I don’t get love where I’m from n*gga
That’s a goddamn lie and you know that
‘Cause my city always begging me to go back
Got whores like A Pimp Named Slickback
Back then I was the one they used to pick at
Now you wonder why your girl don’t pick up
Boy you will never ever get ya’ b*tch back
I’m a raw-ass n*gga and I been that
I’m a raw-ass n*gga and I been that
I’m the best rapper ever that represent the Crib and I’d motherf*cking die to defend that
I’m U-L-T to the R to the A
Strap on deck gotta keep it one K
All the way live gotta keep it one K
Used to be that n*gga running ‘round Cherry Bay
b*tch I’m me and I’m is what ya’ ain’t
MJ sh*t, I could make a whole fade
Wanna come through, wanna settle my May
I’m the real hot one, let me sip my drank, b*tch