Big Pokey Freestyle Pro Lyrics

Freestyle Pro Lyrics

[Big Pokey]



I'm a freestyle pro, gon perform



Mouth piece off the heezy, I don't mean no harm



Mic in my palm, can't you see I'm one of the ones



Causing havoc in your speakers, blowing up like bombs



Lyrics is hard, niggaz screaming out I ain't playing



Boys surround and go, what the fuck is you saying



Verbally spraying, infiltrate the seventy stand



Tongue flipping steady peeping, up the clothes that you wearing



I'm a beef breaker, loose leaf sheet shaker



Old school pancaker, right in front of you fakers



I've been labeled on track, or fighting the warlords



These niggaz they get the straw, but really I don't barge



Cutting up bars, presidential with head rests



Seeping through niggaz vests, displaying they chests



Freestyle infested, your guess is as good as mine



Bring the sight to the blind, these bustas gon bow down







[Hook - 2x]



I'm a freestyle pro, Big Po-Yo



Fucking off everything, coming through the do'



Fa sho, niggaz know I'm 330 on the scale



All about my motherfucking mail







[Big Pokey]



I'm a game spitter, the way I spit it ain't a thang



Record sales and mail, I'm here addicted to the fame



Nigga plus the change'll, make me a stage breaker



With a head on my shoulders, I know I'm a stay paper



Keeping haters away from a playa, at all times



Cause a itch and I'll shake the ladder, and make you fall down



Everything on the line, even if I die trying



My mouth piece is blind, I'm spitting it life size



Breath taking define, shining like a diamond ring



Chasing my paper stacks, until I pull a hamstring



From H-Town to Queens, I'm representing supreme



Mobstyle the team, a wolverine with dreams



Triple beam machine, now I'm posted in magazines



Stretched out limousines, or Lamborgini with wings



King of all kings, I'm a rap game veteran



Settling into your intestines, soon as you digest me







[Hook - 2x]







[Big Pokey]



Sneaking in from the back, it's a fact I'm a dat whipper



Hat tipper, plus a twenty fo' track ripper



Freestyle killa, speakers spitting the realer



Cock back a nine milla, hardest pit in the litter



Bust a rhyme I deliver, make you shiver and shake



I put that on the state, I stand tall as a gate



Moving till I checkmate, cause the game is a trip



You get tossed up and flipped, niggaz'll sink your ship



Now you script air tight, I'm a freestyle king



We could take it to the ring, while I slaughter the scene



'99's the year, and I want the whole rock



From the bottom to the top, we gon set up shop



And the shit don't stop, cause I'm thoed in the game



Platinum plus is a must, and ain't a damn thang changed



Ain't no sitting in my game, so don't play me for a hoe



Bout to drop it in the sto's, steady letting boys know







[Hook - 2x]