DJ Clue - Bathgate Freestyle lyrics

(feat. Billy Bathgate)

Look...

I'm here to make a mil off of fifteen bricks

I rob for, can't see me workin' for Job Corps

It's Gates, dog

A little introduction to me

Crack's D unto himself

Who else fuckin with me?

Who got the shit in a chokehold?

Who gettin that powder?

Who got the candy red 'Pala

sittin with M. Holla?

Its real life and I aint got to act in a flick

or make a skate and play like I'm blackin a bitch

Young'n...

I like the 5, but feel right in the 6

Its more roomy, so I can feel right in your bitch

Shit, I drink Velvey, Henny, and Cris

In the hood they call me can't-get-right

But I can get right

It aint a ho in harlem that can't get piped

or any five boroughs

My 9 semi starts trouble

I want y'all to act up

Go head and play dumb

Billy Bathgates my name, huh

Nigga, I shot ya

(Yeah...DJ Clue...Desert Storm...fat shout:

my nigga Just Blaze, Enigma, word up)