Listen to 318 Freestyle Hurricane (feat. Hurricane Chris & DJ Bay Bay) by Lil Snupe

318 Freestyle Hurricane (feat. Hurricane Chris & DJ Bay Bay)

Lil Snupe

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Snupe
Lil Snupe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Addarren Ross
Addarren Ross
Songwriter
Edward Bradford
Edward Bradford
Composer
Christopher Dooley Jr.
Christopher Dooley Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Bay Bay
DJ Bay Bay
Producer
Lil Lee 420
Lil Lee 420
Producer

Lyrics

Lil' Snupe! Yeahhhhhhhhhhh Free my nigga C4. Let me hop in it and free my nigga C4If rap shit don't work then we gon' sell this shit like Nino Bitches lookin' for me they can't find me like Nemo Cuz every time I'm in the building I set it of like Cleo Hurricane with me, 51/50Bitch get jiggy then get naked and shake all your ass and titties Baby told me to kill it. I told him that I kill it I hold it down from the 318 all the way back to Philly. Lil' Snupe up in the buildin', you know that I'm up in this ho Everybody want it yeah I swear you better watch it ho Cuz nigga I rank with me. Guarantee she fuck my clique She gon suck my dick all day and night she gon do it left she gon do it right Yeahhhh Nigga Jonesboro Where we up in this bitch swear to God that we don't care And I got these diamonds on my neck And these diamond on my wrist With these J's up on my feet and your bitch up on my dick Man this bitch she love my swag. And she love my fucking clique Cuz we hit the fucking club and act like ya'll don't even exist Cuz we in our own lane, we did our own shit I'm a young nigga but I stay on that grown shit I be smoking on that loud People tell me turn it down So if you can't fuck with that loud you can't even come around You know I gotta do it, best believe that my man strapped She screamin' out ay bay bay and she started doing the hand clap Got this bitch naked. Got this bitch gettin' with it Got this bitch wanna fuck. Fuck me and my whole city Man Dee-Low told me do it and I told him that I got it Then I hit my nigga lil' Derick up and we head straight to the projects We head to the projects, and then we start rollin' up All the bad bitches hit my phone they wanna roll with us Cuz they already know that I'm a fuckin' clown When they heard that I was gonna be in she prayed that no ones around I shut it down everywhere I go And I love bad bitches so you better watch your ho I'll grab the magnum and put that dick straight up down her throat. And she ain't playin' when she get in here she know how we roll Bitch ain't no relaxin' they no I'm the? These bitches already know what's up. Bitches know it's what's happening You chill up in my bed but you fuckin' on my mattress We gon get straight to the business. Swear to God he won't be with it hold upI took a nigga bitch, then gave her plenty dick I put a pussy nigga on the news channel six I kill me a dog ass nigga Mike Vick And you know it is no you not fuckin' with Chris I put her on that wood then I told her do the splits Got Snupe up in this bitch and the whole crew up in this bitch You know I'm gettin' lifted off Patron and Ciroc Any nigga talkin' that shit I swear to God they don't wanna box Got a left hand and a right hand, break a nigga jaw I do some crucial shit you gon think this the movie Saw I represent that south and bat a nigga in his mouth I got your bitch bussin' it wide open on my couch Man I'm a dawg you a cat, I step on these rats And these niggas know I'm in the club strap with that gat Yeah I'm strap with that mac. Some hoes in the back Threefy smokin' on some shit that made him have an asthma Attack I'm bout my money, nigga I'm bout my money I pull up in my Maserati, fuck your lil' 600! We 'bout that big cash, pull up in them big Jags I'll smack your bitch ass then feel on your bitch ass Shout out to Calico. I'm bout my money That bitch showing her camel toe put dick all in her stomach I fuck her front and back and then I tried to make her vomit These niggas ain't bout no beef, nigga I ain't never runnin' Got a chopper and a Glock knock a nigga out his socks Man free my nigga Boosie I might break that nigga out You know what I'm about, play games you get popped Ask some niggas who had played with me that time they got shot My hood about that murder. That's right them niggas will serve ya I rapped that gangster shit These niggas thought I was commercial I'm in the V. I. P and bitch you know I got the burner My nigga Threefy in the DJ booth smokin' that purple Ay bay bay. Lil mama wanna flick then call me Ray JThat's I got that AKThat shit I say it be for real you for play play You's a faggot ass nigga you shanaynay Play some games I'mma nut up like a pay day And I got all these hoes poppin', or riding in my old school rims steady choppin'. I got that fuckin' whopper like my name Bin Laden
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