Dee Billz On The Radar Freestyle - Dee Billz

Ziggy on the keyboard, lil bitch
Grrah grrah, like
Like this shit boutta get nasty like
This shit about to get nasty like
Said I'm on the block where the shooters maneuver the rulers

Like damn, this shit about to get nasty
Call me Chris Tucker, cuz I came with Jackie
It get spooky, I'm with Leeky Jackson
Cuz I know he gon shoot, he not passin'
Damn, like I see a ghost
Won't say their name they already know, like
I'm boutta blow
Boy got shot he throw up the- , like

Juliet gon make it a movie it get spooky, for the opps
I got a baddie, she wear Gucci, Louis, Prada givin me top
Don't gotta diss, don't gotta mention
No Ralph, I start Wreckin'
She givin brain, givin lessons
My name Smith, I brought Wesson
All 4 1 and 1 4 all, on bro we stay on the top
She suckin it up like it's Halls, damn, she know she a thot
Like, yeah we got the drop
Shoot two hands like a cop
I'm boutta take it to the top
Why that boy on my dick? Where ya pops?
[?] 4 plus 1 that's us
Sanitation, I hop out the truck, they down we up, that's tough, grrah
I just got somethin to prove
Sleepy hollows, make him snooze
Wanna survive? Play by the rules
New year, new me like how could I lose? Damn
Hold on, stop the beat, ike, who really bigger than me?
DB in the spot, who playin for keeps?
I'm boutta take it, word to me, grrah
He don't put in work he don't be on the block
Say he spinnin, he cappin a lot
You not on the team, you a mascot
You lookin for me, I'm on the backblock

This shit about to get nasty
Call me Chris Tucker, cuz I came with Jackie
It get spooky, I'm with Leeky Jackson
Cuz I know he gon shoot, he not passin'
Damn like I see a ghost
Won't say their name they already know, like
I'm boutta blow, boy go shot he throw up the-

Said I'm on the block with the shooters
Bullets hittin medullas, damn
Everybody shot, everything dead
41 shots to the grrah, grrah, grrah