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92 Bars Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: The '86
Length: 2:02
Written by: Marvin Watts




The '86 - 92 Bars Freestyle Lyrics




In 92 dats when I found out my brother died
It's tatted on my arm so you dat I'm forever riding
Started hiding weed in my mama house
I got to thanking nigga I gotta get dis out my mama house
Shot back but I ain't never caught a homicide ride for my niggas
Kuz they ain't nuthn like you other guys
Salute ya 9 to 5 nigga keep ya day job but dat fast money
Come quick and it make my dick stay hard
I Been doing dis since 10th grade
I been hard and erry since I caught a buzz I been noid
Niggaz jus now seeing money boy
I been saw it hollin bought you been real but on da kool you been fraud
Posted how I'm posted wit a bagg on me
And I ain't with dat groupie shit stop trynna put ya ass on me
Before you pass da blunt dump da ash homie
I drive bitches krazy I'm 6'3 wit a swagg on me
I swear I'm what da game's been missin
I been da topic of discussion incase you wondering how I'm winning
And they don't really wanna see me win
They rather see a nigga broke but tell dem hoes I ain't wit it
Fly nigga but dat don't mean
I ain't about my bidness tho sip drank wit dokey ask wood
And thirty nigga remy know nigga killa know
I been glued up but it's sumtn bout da kid dat make em choose up
Chase checks i don't even tie my shoes up
My Lil boy and fam dats who I do for but I'm on it
Like these clothes on me yea I ate but I'm still hungry I need a mil homie
Like dae dae I got fam to feed aye bro we smoke it out da pound
Twist up grams look how I handle weed
They heard I'm back now they demanding me yea
I can come turn up yo spot but I demand a fee
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In 92 dats when I found out my brother died
It's tatted on my arm so you dat I'm forever riding
Started hiding weed in my mama house
I got to thanking nigga I gotta get dis out my mama house
Shot back but I ain't never caught a homicide ride for my niggas
Kuz they ain't nuthn like you other guys
Salute ya 9 to 5 nigga keep ya day job but dat fast money
Come quick and it make my dick stay hard
I Been doing dis since 10th grade
I been hard and erry since I caught a buzz I been noid
Niggaz jus now seeing money boy
I been saw it hollin bought you been real but on da kool you been fraud
Posted how I'm posted wit a bagg on me
And I ain't with dat groupie shit stop trynna put ya ass on me
Before you pass da blunt dump da ash homie
I drive bitches krazy I'm 6'3 wit a swagg on me
I swear I'm what da game's been missin
I been da topic of discussion incase you wondering how I'm winning
And they don't really wanna see me win
They rather see a nigga broke but tell dem hoes I ain't wit it
Fly nigga but dat don't mean
I ain't about my bidness tho sip drank wit dokey ask wood
And thirty nigga remy know nigga killa know
I been glued up but it's sumtn bout da kid dat make em choose up
Chase checks i don't even tie my shoes up
My Lil boy and fam dats who I do for but I'm on it
Like these clothes on me yea I ate but I'm still hungry I need a mil homie
Like dae dae I got fam to feed aye bro we smoke it out da pound
Twist up grams look how I handle weed
They heard I'm back now they demanding me yea
I can come turn up yo spot but I demand a fee
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Writer: Marvin Watts
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