Westside Story Freestyle lyrics

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Yo, rain, fire and Ruck let the heat pour
n*ggas like "Ruck, the f*ck you rhymin' to this beat for?"
Listen
Life is like a motherf*ckin' seesaw
One minute you hot and the next "Yo where's Rock?"
None of ya biz
f*ck around and run in ya crib
Your wife like "He ain't here", throw some at your wiz
n*ggas runnin' up on me till the trey pound click
Talkin' 'bout "Ruck let's battle" on some 8 Mile sh*t
I'm like...
"n*gga my name ain't B. Rabbit, it's Sean Price
Big Ruckus when bustin' these ratchets
Or call me 'Gay Basher' when snuffin' up these faggots."
Y'all n*ggas ain't tough when you're frontin', stay passive
Yo, pass the dutch on the left hand side
Sean Gone Till November stole Wyclef' ride
Bob Backlund, car jackin', New Jersey drivin'
Y'all n*ggas ain't think about rappin' till you heard me rhymin', what!