IV Claver Freestyle Video (MV)

Why you gotta do this dawg
Why you gotta do this dawg
Why you gotta do this dawg
Why you gotta do this dawg
Why you gotta do this dawg

Pull up yeah
Pull up yeah
Pull up yeah (Shoutout to Travers man)
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JR
Swagger Ovadose boys
Inzwa

Hello to everyone (Everyone)
D-boy roll up and wave son
D-boy hop up, D-boy toss up
All the lame rappers there was (All the lame rappers there was)
I'mma wave past them ah
I'mma aim at their spots
I'mma blow up aircon
I'mma show up, I'mma roll up
Target the top headshot (Headshot)
Mad haters (Aim at us)
Train track (A train wrecker)
Trained rapper (Tamed venom)
Trend setter (Pace setter)
Mayweather
Ain't no rated R
Ain't no rest and
Unheard of temperatures
Chill, we dem boys we done chose the dream (Chose the dream)
It's real, we on top we the monarchy (We the monarchy)
And still, these niggas still rap (Huh)
I mean these niggas will snap and trap and the only thing I hear is blank (Huh)
Hold up
D-boy swagging, limbo, hashtag
We on, vacant limo
Black cap in your back pack
Bring your black back
Heroes back track, zero that's fact
I'm emo stand back (Yeah)
Huh how you gon stop me you sound like an amateur
(Sound like an amateur, sound like an amateur)
Huh how you gon copy I roll up the cannabis (Roll up, roll up)
Call out the carnivore, call out the cannibal, best rapper catalogue (Best rapper catalogue)
Pull up my calender (You are a challenger?)
Not in my calibre!
You sleeping, the passenger
I'm the main man, we the chain gang
Upholding the leaf like its Canada
Man, I'm a beast I'm a murderer
Man, I'm so clean for the camera
And I flow easy its standard bruh
Gotta go easy on everyone
Man I'm packing the heat call the fire truck
Hold up blew out the south side (Young nigga heir to the throne)
Rap game is too much we move up, 2 up (Young nigga heir to the throne)
2 cups (Young nigga heir to the throne)
You may decide what you facing alone
I rep the set and we always so clean, young nigga! (Young nigga heir to the throne)
Peace
My balancing is tremendous
I'm balancing instrumentals
I'm polishing these new records
My value sentimental
I done bodied different rappers
I'm on this whole new level
Rising only, elevation
Huh, we burned up the building
You came up, gratuity
Churned up to little bits
We turned up a little bit
You ain't got ability
Ain't got to limit me
You aim like a little kid
Ain't nothing, silly me
Rhyme Assassin, my lines attacking the weak
Give two packs I'm stacking the sheets
Razor sharp God given gift
Ever dark I'm lighting the spliff
Watch the spark I'm riding this beat
I'm the lyrical criminal, huh
And I'm killing you, it's pitiful

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