Ghetto Freestyle Lyrics

The summer nights can even turn cold

In the streets of Philly where niggas don't even get to turn old

My heart pumping till it turn gold

You niggas stuck in neutral, I'm ridin' like

Fuck it, it's a long road

Shit I'm the one, I'm like the lost soul

In the middle with heaven and hell

See nigga, only God knows

When your time gon' come

And your eyes roll straight to the back

Now you seeing all black

That mac go lean and that nine go clap

This that murder murder music to rewind you back

Put that Ruger all up to you, watch your mind go splat

All over the wall, nigga, all over that raw

It's the same 'ole Meek, still the same OG

Got that crack music, listen, let your brain OD

I'll be playing low key

Me and one of my niggas

Riding through the city, plotting on some of the niggas

That be thinking they gon' get me

I'ma run to you niggas

And that's a couple dead bodies for a couple of niggas

All over your shirt, since a youngin' I was buck wild

All up in the dirt, ma' screaming

Get the fuck out!

North where I was raised at

South Philly I played that

Wherever I'm around I hold it down like a wave cap

Yeah, my niggas stay strapped

Blaze and I'ma blaze back

All over that yolk and get your motherfucking egg cracked

North side a Berks Streeta

Southside a Eight Balla

Posted by the green gate

cops come we scrape on 'em

Niggas dropping tapes on 'em

Trying to get us locked down

Snitchin' to the district

That's enough to get ya chopped down

That nine perebellum, fuck around and get a nigga momma cerebellum

They ain't riding, man they tellin'

I be sliding with a seven, all titanium

Big boy sound, jump around when I'm flaming him