One of my songs
 

This is a written freestyle I did a while back.


I roll with hard niggaz that got my back/
We roll so deep, 3 of us at least have 1 gat//
We stroll round the street, hollering at dem dimes/
An get stared at by 5.0. lookin' for a crime//
I give my respect thats how I get in good/
HBO's The Wire is set based in my hood//
But speakin' on terms of a foulful man/
I spit the truth and do what I feel I can//
I got niggaz from hard life styles and deaths/
But breakin' us apart will never claim our depths//
I got a nigga name Fresh, he hard to kill/
An a big nigga name Mo, who pop steroid pills//
An then a nigga name BGM who now is Glenn Diesel/
An a brother in law name James who spit niggaz the measels//
An a man name Chris who stomp niggaz out/
An a nigga name Dwytt who see ruffing, then shout//
I got more niggaz who's names I won't say/
But there is me who spits verses and just may..../
Hit a serious note and tell ya "The boy don't play"/
Or throw you in the Harbor to hit Chesapeake bay//
But all-N-all I keep my grip held on my stash/
An punk bitches for their watches and maybe they cash//
We buy shit worth gettin' and put to our savings/
An sport gears of either the Redskins or Ravens//
I'm a die hard Ravens fan, so is my nigga Mo/<Diesel
An Diesel and Fresh like Redskins, oh so//
We walk to the Harbor and talk to fine women/
Mo got searched just for sending a punk-bitch swimming//Lol
But you see B-more niggaz can chill an hang/
We a fuckin' crew but we labeled as a gang//
Fuck the politics who can't help our society/
We get government cheese, no such thing as variety//
Put our feelings first and watch tha truth come flying/
Cops put us in situation so we have to start lying//
But we roll through the hood saying what up to peeps/
We born in this hood and we die by the streets//
Concealed weapon is what is usually the case/
An 40 some days is what we usually face//
But fuck that shit, we got niggaz in jail/
But we young catz so we get this thing called bail//
Us youngins' die in our hood, watch parents start to tear/
I've givin' you my hood so I'ma get up outta here//