Rock with It Freestyle chords by Nems
Verse 1
Em
Uh, yeah, you gon' take
this little intermission
Listen what the fuck I got to say,
uh, yeah, yeah, who am I, yo,
name's Gunner, nigga,
yeah, they just call me
Marvelous Murderface, yeah, yeah,
fuck your life with a click, baby, Dayton, George Burns,
Ox the Ripper, J. Rose, Jayhawn, yeah, Eternal, yeah, yeah, yeah,
that's how he does it nigga, yeah, yeah, Van Gogh, Solomon, I see y 'all niggas,
yeah, yeah, yeah, heh, gorgeous nims,
wow, I blow dro, steam that,
then go cop some better shit,
don't know yet lean back like pushing a one -legged bitch,
oops, I'm nemstar, you a pathetic prick,
son, you gon' get it click, Boom!
In your head, that's it
This is my shit
Over here, I call the shots
And the only thing them niggas round
you're going through is for the cops
G
Bitch, I'll leave you topless
Em
Like a bitch, I'll fuck
I'll smack this bottle over your face
And make you sniff it up
Yo, listen up
One verse, I'm flaming you
Back in the day, you were
Velcro kicks and rock wranglers
You'll be on gate
Went school shopping at Conway
While you still listen to
everything your mom says
So fuck outta here,
I'll bust nuts on your fiancé
Laid up in the cup puffin' Dr. Bombay
Come on, hey, I should cut ya, bust ya
G
Em
You a sucker, buster,
G
Em
started cryin' when you met Usher
I'm a shot buster, you's a cop lover
Fuck around, I'll have Ox snuff ya
With a box cutter, watch fucker
G
Em
I'm a Glock tucker, spot rusher, nigga
G
Em
It's a shame you take after your pops,
G
Em
that low -life cocksucker
Your girlfriend gave me brain
behind Blockbuster
I called up Pretty Old and rented a video
Y 'all niggas don't want my gun
to bark like Arsenio
Cause it'll be game over for real
But you don't hear me though,
yeah, feel me though
Crushed as haze in a blunt,
the hood's lovely
Like the first day of the month,
your bitch is ugly
I make the stuffed cane and the cunt
Take it down to Pennsylvania,
six days out the month
G
Em
G
And when the camera's around,
Em
G
Em
you won't see me squeeze
Like them fake thugs
G
pulling out guns on DVDs
Bitches come around,
calm them down,
Em
tell them easy please
Bitch, I'm moving on up,
G
Em
like George F. and Weezy Weez
I duck D's, flip blunts,
and flick ashes on the block
Lizzy of any mini -van that passes
G
Em
Bastards, now in slow motion, I slopin'
Laid back, comatose,
and gram away from overdosing
Blow you open, bust you down,
and no one smokin'
Knock your faggot ass out,
leave you in Hoboken
Fucked up, dead broke,
bloody with no token
Nose broken,
lungs punctured for showboating
Em
Fuck with me nigga
Fuck your life president
Em
I do this nigga
Em
Coney Island what
Bringing that New York shit back nigga
Fuck your life
Gunther, Gunther, what
You's a Gunther, Gunther, what
Your mother's a Gunther,
Gunther, what
Em
Fuck outta here nigga
Em
Oh
Rock with It Freestyle
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