Autopsy Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah, Donnie, alright

Yeah, you don't know who it is right about now

, it's Donnie

Donnie Stunna

Ice J, Blood, listen

Ah, let me get the vibe ready

Yeah

Some people don't know

I'm a spit grimey , man

Listen

Listen, man, you're not a gangsta

Them boy there, they're not gangsta

Claim that you're gangsta

You'll get rapped up, star

Think that you're bad, star

No, not bad, star

Nah, you're not trap, star

Nah, you're not G, star

Might run up in the crib

I'll take all the stacks, star

Think that you're bad, star

Nah, roll with the thing

Like spider, like spider

Them people, they're not a rider

Told them I do this like cider

Told them people I do this like Wiley

But I'm not Wiley

Them people think that they're bad

Nah, they can't step, step to me

Nah, roll with the big thing

Like elementary

Told them it's like ABC

They think they're bad, they're not G's

Not gangstas, listen

They think they're OG's, they think that they're bad

Nah, nah, they're not mad

They think that they're gangstas, they're not bad

Listen, get out of my way

Before my gun sprays

Roll with the big thing, roll with the AK

Beat off the 12 gauge, like it was a slave

Told them people, I beat off the ting

Like it's a broomstick

Told them people, don't chat shit

Listen, I might run up in the crib

Take all the stacks, take all the stacks

Take your gash, right, take your mash

And I might draw for the ting

Like it was bish, bash, bash

Woah, might run up in the crib

Like Zing Zag Zoom

But it's not Big H

Listen, it's not Killer Khali

Listen, it's not Murkston

Nah, I might run up in the crib

Nah, for certain

Might run up in the crib

Might take anything

Think that you're bad

Nah, no, not nothing

Think that you're bad

Nah, not on fist fight, no stuffing

Think that you're bad

Nah, man, you're not really on this ting

So think that you're bad

You're not really a gangsta on the beat

You think that you're bad on the street

But you're not real, you're not that

Think that you're bad

Listen, I draw for the creature

Told them I do this like it was R&B feature

Told them I do this like I told them

Nah, you can't step to the kid

The kid is mad and he's deluded

Nah, he's fucked up in the brain

Nah, half your lines you write

You must have been sniffing Kane

Told them I do this like it was Runaway Train

Runaway Train

Think that you're bad

Nah, it's not the Runaway Kids

Nah, think that you're bad

Nah, it's not Runaway

Nah, think it's like the getaway

It's not GTA

You're not bad like, like Michael

You're not bad like Trevor

You're not bad like, like Leon

You're not bad like none of them bad mans

You're not on the things which you're on

Nah, don't talk like that

Listen, you're not badder than me

You're not badder than that

You're not badder than that

Nah, you're not real

Anyway, let's get back to the bars

Let's back to the flows

Let's back to the hoes

Let's back to the show

Nah, I can get the girls

Naked without no clothes

All that I do is like a snub nose

Beat off the 12 gauge

Already told you I beat it on

Told them, nah, watch your mouth

Don't run your lip off

Nah, don't get zipped

Cause you'll get zipped up

And wrapped up in a plastic bag

Told them you'll get wrapped up

I'll put your body in a plastic bag

Think that you're mad

Nah, think that you're big

Roll wit a big ting

I'll split your wig

Told them I do this like I told them

Nah, I don't tell fibs

I don't tell fibs