Top Shottas 2K25 Freestyle

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga

Yeah, fuck nigga, yeah

(430 Deathless, "Who the hell is Carlos?")

Yeah, ay, ay

Pussy nigga, you left that lil' bitch everything

And I left everything in her face

Boy, I don't give no fuck about nann nigga feelings, no way

About how I did they Dame

Nigga, in every situation I'm Jay

I gave a hard knock to ya bae

Reasonably doubt a nigga in they face

Throw up the Roc when I walk away

I don't know nann fuck nigga that can see me

I don't know nann bitch that ain't wanna eat me

I don't know nann one of y'all niggas claim that we friends

Just to get in the section and meet me

Groupie ass lil' nigga

Pick a side then switch and slap the shit out one of you niggas

Fanned out like these bitches

I always knew you was better as an electrician

Nigga, I got these hos going brazy

I'm fucking her face and you gave her a baby

And your jit over here like this lame nigga raised me

Nigga ask your lil' dime if I'm the one you should play with

On my soul, yeah, you niggas be crazy

All my life, y'all fuck niggas hated

Nigga none in this life fair, we was faded

We grew up jumpin' niggas you had to save 'em

Grew up hustlin' nigga I had to have it

Nigga want new shoes, but I want the Wagon

Created my first rack then I caught the habit

It was just me and Breeze, with a brick of weed

In an Oldsmobile wit' an assassin (uh-huh)

Bitch, pop that ass for the captain

Looking like her titties too hard and firm

When the top come off then I'm dashing, uh

Got the Roman Rollie, necklace hockey goalie froze

Give an Oscar-worth performance when that pot get on that stove

I see you niggas lying dormant, now they knocking at my door like

This shit on the floor, nigga

I'm in the Mercedes drop

You look like you not getting paid a lot

I'm dressing like I'm getting paid to shop

You're lucky your grandmama prayed a lot

You probably wouldn't have made it off of the block

'Cause you lil niggas not brave enough

Tekken kick a nigga out of the section

If the nigga ain't came with us

Nah, I'm never gon' save her

I have a hole in the trap

Break it down, hold a brick of the fin with a razor

Know that these niggas be sick of the way that we ballin'

This shit is contagious

Fuck on this bitch and I said it right back to the nigga

I be goin' through phases

Ask my show, little nigga, I'm one of them ones on the streets, see the cages

Bad little bitch tryna put this dick on the tongue, she say it's amazing

I pay for lawyer and bonds, so he gon' hop out with a drink, I'm gonna shake it

I'm pluggin' up the money count, I'm makin' it run like I'm finna break it

Broke-ass nigga

I never been a jeweler, but I sell a lot of ice

Lil' bro, I pull up, do you off a scooter for a price?

He just wanted a 50, so I sent it overnight

Bitch, show me that you love me, take this 50 on the floor (ay)

Under the G when I'm jumpin' them grips

One of the ones, I come from the 6

Sound of a gun, residue under my thumbs

Got my fingers numb, I said tips

Gunning through clips, diamond through slips

50 Round drum on the switch

Dead of a G.O. before I signed up

Already knew where the comers and shit

Money and murder, Glocks blazing

Vacant lots, cops chasing

Sous chef in the kitchen, that's an awful lot of pot scrapers

Sip and serve

Mixed with the aneo, have my vision blurred

On the road, two bricks and boy and girl

We call that him and hers

Come the gang, know they with this shit

For me, they gon' jump the curb

And he don't run shit, but it's mom

Nigga must ain't get the word

Nephew looking at a 105

Got some real hell block money ties

Pressing up on the outskirts

But we still cook 'em up sunny side