oss
21 Plays
•30 Jul 2021
Yo i got a mother fuckin Poker face durin' interrogation OSS wanna know my gang affiliation This one they caught in they smoke Smoke mad weed but not touch Bayley Coke Padlock and chain, dead cock, padlock your brain It's Hand Solo, one time again And all you REALLY done I know you watchin, one Say nah, we not going to bed Doing time for the crime, keeping that family fed And relevant the squad, been ever since y'all She tell you to do something Now why's that? Maybe all the clubbing You ridin factory I got candy paint It's like no, n-no, n-n-no I ain't! Cuz I'm in a bind and I can't rewind Who've been forever left behind and lie with their own kind A lot done been said, but ain't much been done yet shoulda' maintained the road to fame, now you get As I grab the mic and Shell starts to speak Stand on your feet, take a little tongue in cheek I might just do the Southside with you Now this be the type of shit that we do Fear is unacceptable it's not professional I let it go Just looking out of my window, watching them ask for dough If money's is the root of all evil, then burn it I wanna run in your pockets a lil' bit Listen, I'm not slackin', by my nuts saggin' Double Dragons, pants saggin, toe taggin Leroy glow shines every time I spit it Admit pen, when I transmit, commit Cuz when I pop, people's flesh get numb I just pray for my time to come Turnin' mobbin' into Immortalized, Immortalized, worldwide, worldwide the way I feel inside Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body Mediocre flows are becoming real choppy Just the facts B You ready, it's Bumpy Knuckles baby We gonna keep staying the same And then he came ??? you ain't ready I don't need no other lady Run downstairs tripped over dead siblings Beautiful people are better at living Bitch I bet you love that feelin' I'm fantastic my music mo flow but I'm chillin You need to know that I'm much better than you Still gettin jacked by the boys in blue Over hereboys and girls, I got balls freshly I ain't right, cause I especially Bentley interior - I lay back on it Sense enough to know when to quit Another motherfucker that well, some of you know I've come so far, ain't got so far to go Bitches on my jizzock, that's how it's rollin' with the Doc See the dialect different from the slang in my talk Of course I soar because I pour it with force We play the back of the club, it's G's of course In time I'm payin for those mistakes that I made You know you dead wrong so you ought to be afraid And aroused crowds in Sao Paulo with a single sentence Cause I got a lot of clients and they need assistance Gots to keep it fresh in case I'm eatin em .check for I.D., po-po steps ahead of them I didn't ball with the best of them
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Yo @lilcrispy223! Waddup - let's take a look at 'oss'! Good choice of beat! Work on developing original bars to help your tracks shine through. Work on delivery to make sure your bars are heard in a dope way. Unfortunately the recording hasn't come out too well, it would be great if you could clean that up. Put a bit more into your next track, we can see your talent! Submit more for feedback with us to see how you're progressing! All the best, The Rap Fame Team
Yo i got a mother fuckin Poker face durin' interrogation OSS wanna know my gang affiliation This one they caught in they smoke Smoke mad weed but not touch Bayley Coke Padlock and chain, dead cock, padlock your brain It's Hand Solo, one time again And all you REALLY done I know you watchin, one Say nah, we not going to bed Doing time for the crime, keeping that family fed And relevant the squad, been ever since y'all She tell you to do something Now why's that? Maybe all the clubbing You ridin factory I got candy paint It's like no, n-no, n-n-no I ain't! Cuz I'm in a bind and I can't rewind Who've been forever left behind and lie with their own kind A lot done been said, but ain't much been done yet shoulda' maintained the road to fame, now you get As I grab the mic and Shell starts to speak Stand on your feet, take a little tongue in cheek I might just do the Southside with you Now this be the type of shit that we do Fear is unacceptable it's not professional I let it go Just looking out of my window, watching them ask for dough If money's is the root of all evil, then burn it I wanna run in your pockets a lil' bit Listen, I'm not slackin', by my nuts saggin' Double Dragons, pants saggin, toe taggin Leroy glow shines every time I spit it Admit pen, when I transmit, commit Cuz when I pop, people's flesh get numb I just pray for my time to come Turnin' mobbin' into Immortalized, Immortalized, worldwide, worldwide the way I feel inside Yo, you ain't nobody, body, body Mediocre flows are becoming real choppy Just the facts B You ready, it's Bumpy Knuckles baby We gonna keep staying the same And then he came ??? you ain't ready I don't need no other lady Run downstairs tripped over dead siblings Beautiful people are better at living Bitch I bet you love that feelin' I'm fantastic my music mo flow but I'm chillin You need to know that I'm much better than you Still gettin jacked by the boys in blue Over hereboys and girls, I got balls freshly I ain't right, cause I especially Bentley interior - I lay back on it Sense enough to know when to quit Another motherfucker that well, some of you know I've come so far, ain't got so far to go Bitches on my jizzock, that's how it's rollin' with the Doc See the dialect different from the slang in my talk Of course I soar because I pour it with force We play the back of the club, it's G's of course In time I'm payin for those mistakes that I made You know you dead wrong so you ought to be afraid And aroused crowds in Sao Paulo with a single sentence Cause I got a lot of clients and they need assistance Gots to keep it fresh in case I'm eatin em .check for I.D., po-po steps ahead of them I didn't ball with the best of them
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