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Pass The Dutch Freestyle - JD

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Uploaded by on Nov 11, 2010

Another cold beat that seemed fun to rap to

Widow on the left, Sour Diesel on the right
Makin money every day, smokin blunts of kush all night.
This life that i'm livin yeahh its pretty fuckin tight,
If your not on my level then you aint livin right.
These trees that I smoke make them other niggas jealous,
Shits colorful as fuck like the aurora borealis.
Yeahh we're the shit, we don't need you to tell us
I'll chew you up without a beat, I'm talkin acapellas.
Bitches say white boys can't rap I think you wrong
Cause I'm spittin out this fire while I'm smokin out the bong.
Niggas see my blunts and they askin can i hit this
But I pass it to the left, if you don't pay then you don't get this.
Yeahh i'm back on the track, just as cold as before
if you ever run up on me, my glock make you hit the floor.
If you see the cops rollin up you better lock the door,
grab the AK-47, we don't run we start a war.
Yeahh bitch JD is goin pretty hard,
I just bought a quarter pound of kush off my credit card.
My niggas quick to bang like a faulty pipe bomb
Cause we always watch our backs like we fightin Islam.
If you try and run from us we'll find you like saddam,
I got eyes in the sky, talkin on the intercom.
My cash is always flowin, call it niagra falls
Bitches talk behind my back but face-to-face they lose their balls.
We drive around the city and we rollin pretty deep,
3 niggas in the front, 5 in the back seat.
if you ever fuckin with us, then yo ass will get beat,
bitch ill feed you to my dogs, we can call you raw meat
My words are pretty deadly, spittin venom like a snake
I'll have you shakin yo shoes, nigga like an earthquake.
If you thinkin bout dissin me then slam on the brake,
You better get down on your knees and beg the lord your soul to take
cause ill put you on the cross and ill burn you at the stake
and ill look you in the eyes while you bitches die awake.
my rhymes are still goin, yeah I keep that shit intact
My flow will stop your heart, nigga like a heart attack.
Where da competition? Am I really this cold?
while you spittin out that pussy shit, I'm soundin pretty bold.
I'm gonna kill this game, cause my future is foretold,
Before I even draw my cards, you throw yours down, you tryna fold.

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