Chris Paul Freestyle▌

Yeah
Yeah. No sweat
Yeah yeah yeah yeah do it for dead. we done lost too much bout the bread. bro said its off with
His head. My nigga serious he do it for dead my Lil Shawty. She thick in legs right on the dick
Like a bike with your pegs. 95,000 okay I'm impressed. me and my nigga we come from the
Streets. He ain't get hit in the head, its the chest but I ain't even worry about that I'm the best
That's how we know it's the dog in them. lil thirsty bitch want me to crawl in hеr
Backie smack, look like a brawl hit him
When shе throw me the money I fall in it. my black forces. I'm so with it
A foreign bitch. It's no civic. Yeah, yeah I do it for dead
We done lost too much bout the bread. Bro said it's off with his head. And my niggas serious he
Do it for dead. my nigga serious he do it for dead. , yeah, get, get, this real business, baby. Know
I'm a mil ticket. You want her in the house sitting. imma teach the bitch how to. go and get it. No
You ain't seen this shit gone missing. My favorite really. When they send the wire. Come fuck with
The vampires. Nighttime all black attire. I learn my game from The Godfather. She ain't seen the
Crib with a sauna, huh? You be around this is a fucking honor, huh? Let me go ahead and tighten
Up. Put my suit back on. You know what I'm saying? Back
You know what I'm saying? Clark Kent. Superman type shit. Me? Get back in the booth. You
Know what I'm saying? No, cap