Jay Browne - 8 Hunnid Thirteen Freestyle

SoSwill, J-A-Y
Nigga, if you don't like this shit, jump off the fucking cliff
Let's go

Look this ain't nothing new
When we coming through, what you wanna do?
I jump like 23, they said that I won't gone see 22
I'm with the shits and I been legit
Oh my lord, start a mosh pit, bitches pulling money off the floor
8 Hundred thirteen niggas want the smoke
So I gotta spray the raid for a motherfucking roach
8 Hundred thirteen niggas want the smoke
Every single last one hating on me probably broke

Mercenary, Bay Area Bully in the flesh
And I'm good, senior prom the last time I wore a vest
If you talking down ,you see me 'round and say it with your chest
Skill level, character and lyricism, I'm the best
You can run and hide but that Tampa zoo is bonafide
Everybody swear they going live until someone die
Call me J-A-Y, bitch just call it quits when I arrive
I was meant to lead the soldiers, you can see it in my eyes
I need my respect, 1-800 dropped, I'm at they neck
7 Roses, that's a winter soundtrack, a humble flex
Hits on my deluxe, sleep but I ain't give a fuck
Cause Dressed Like Rappers rapping on a level they can't touch
I get love from Gat$, Scottie, Jordan Patrick, Sam e, Maxx
Niggas in the trap, Chapo, Page and Fancy, that's a fact
What's up then? I know many men praying I don't win
Load the beat, then I'm going in, hit yo block and spin
Nigel, Nolan, them my fucking twins, with the dividends
Saying I ain't hood, know they know, yeah we going in
Saying "Jay ain't this, Jay is pussy, yeah he pussy too"
When I pull up, beat your fucking ass, what does that make you?
I'll make you fucking boo turn into some shit that might say "boo"
Spin that shit and then we running and we throwing knuckles too
Universal sound, they don't wanna rap with Jesse Browne
Fuck a petty crown, I make cracks form in this very ground
If you finna shoot, I suggest you hold it steady now
Nigga saying he on top soon, bitch, I'm ready now

Look this ain't nothing new
When we coming through, what you wanna do?
I jump like 23, they said that I won't gone see 22
With the shits and I been legit
Oh my lord, start a mosh pit, bitches pulling money off the floor
8 Hundred thirteen niggas want the smoke
So I gotta spray the raid for a motherfucking roach
8 Hundred thirteen niggas want the smoke
Every single last one hating on me probably broke, bitch
Every single one hating on me probably broke, bitch

Written by:
Jesse Browne

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