Letra de First Day Out (Freestyle) - Rundown Spaz

Loady G

Fuck the peace, nigga

Only the E's (Yeah, yeah)

Ayy, we ride when niggas sleep, for sure

Let's go

Ain't no more, "Free Spaz," nigga (Go)

Ayy (Go), the real Spaz, nigga (Go)

Loady G, Loady G

Let's go (Go), let's go (Go)

Big-ass Glock and it came with a switch (Switch)

Nigga dissin' on Mack, get left in a ditch (Get left in a ditch)

7.62, that'll go through the bricks

But I'm bustin' the Glock when I go on a hit

I'm smokin' on Ace, gettin' tired of this nigga

Tell his big brother come slide for this nigga

Bitch, I'm tryna sin and this shit on Christian

You fuck with the opps, you can die with them niggas

Send my lil' ho, get the drop on them niggas

Just like a picture, I'm croppin' a nigga

I just came home from a two-year sentence

I don't give a fuck, ain't no stoppin' me, nigga

Slide on the North and drop me a nigga

I'm droppin' your sister if that lil' ho with you

Free Draco 'cause when he get out I'ma slide with a fully and drop the lil' nigga (Brrt, brrt, baow)

Smoke D Clips, Trap, Red

Try to run off, I'ma cut off his legs

Loady G tryin' to put somethin' to bed

Opp ho tryna fuck, so I'm thinkin' ahead

Hit her from the back, clutchin' my lead

Dissin' on Mack, consider him dead

Tryna get some get back for my nigga Fat Fred

If I catch Tae Savage, put the Glock in his dreads

Smoke Fat Trey, hold up, wait

Do we still got some bullets for his brother Tay Tay?

Smoke 4 One, he smoke great

If he knew how to drive, he'd be here today

Fuck Nino, I'll go to his grave

Take his ass out the ground, shoot the rest of his face (Bah, bah)

Smoke KT for the rest of the day

This a two-man pack, can't forget about Dre

Smokin' on Melvin, Jackboy too

Who the fuck did you Jack? Nigga, Jackboy who?

I'm talkin' 'bout Daylin, ain't my work, but the pussy-ass boy got whacked at school

Fuck Lil Siah, he a pack too

Fuck HOG, that's a rat-ass crew

Cortez, he a bitch, told 'em, "Fuck Lil Mark," to his face, and the pussy boy still ain't shoot (On Matt)

Where you niggas at? What is the move?

Smoke dude and dude, I ain't got nothin' to prove

Never go snitch, that's the number one rule

This shit run in my veins, I ain't tryna be cool

He dissin' Lamar, he must be a fool

Wet his ass up like he jumped in the pool

Try to run from the Glock, it's a switch on the back of this bitch, hear the, "Brrt," knock him out of his shoes

We 'bout that action, BTA

Opp ho try me and get shot in her face

I was just locked up, I was MIA

Fuck that, I was locked in a whole 'nother state

But now I'm back out, I got somethin' to say

Long live Christian and my nigga BJ

I was locked for some time, bro 'nem was slidin', why the opps keep lyin'? They ain't got no brake

I'm chasin' this bread, I ain't tryin' to debate

You dependin' on faith, I depend on this Drac'

All you gotta do is click, clack, aim, spray

Shoot a nigga all in his face

Headshot for a nigga, say, "EBK" (Ayy)

Catch bodies for free, I ain't gotta get paid

Stick a fuck nigga up if he think we gon' trade

Lil' Rodney on go, tryna dig up a grave

Let's go (Ayy)

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