Meek Mill Hip-Hop Nation Freestyle Lyrics

Artist: Meek Mill
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Man let's get it
Let's get it
No more nigga waiting, no more tim
Double M, selfmade 3, it's Meek Millie
Stallie in the building Omarion
Fillie dream chasers
Our RP little Snoop
Rest in peace to my little nigga
Is we gonna make this history or what?
That's all we know, that's all we know
That's all we know
Sheavy in the building, Gucci Pucci in the building
Show you the building

Double MG
Mama couldn't save me,
Daddy did, so he couldn't raise me,
I'm still tripping off that play me
Sayin bitches funny only one I have my baby
It's crazy, and nigga said they made me
Taking credit for my mama shit amazing
My niggas talking down when I'm not around,
But every time I'm in the building not a sound
Uh, I lie my haters an I chop em down,
That chopper I have a nigga dancing like you Bobby Brown
I'm well respected in my city even out of town,
And I will never talk my chain, how that sound?
Oh, how that look, we only 'bout that book
We just look body cold like the niggas go exposed when they fast can't do
Never drop their names too
Niggas said I can't but I'm with the same crew
I was always told to get that money and remain you
Never let this p**sy niggas tell you what they can do
Every time they said I love that is when I came through
Range new, 38 .. when the flame new
Uh, just in case I got flame, flame
What the feeling when the people drop flame
Locked you in the cell when the tangle
You ever doubt before I go I'm working like I'm jangle
I f*ck her, I'm banglish, she f*ck me she might get famous,
She might get the chance to ride .. our ranges
Money ain't your closest friend turning in your strangest
That's dangerous, nigga it's you and now aim it us
Shooting in the sky you try to hit the angels up
Did them niggas tripping like they dipin off for angel dust
'cause microphone you run the mike you get this tangle up
I only f*ck with bad bitches every train to f*ck
Five nigga nuts, run the chain on nuts
Looking at this rap then our lame is f*ck
Skinny jeans, many skirts, with the stick
I stick to this flip, you get like this whipping stitch
Every morning in the kitchen like I'm whipping the crib,
Nigga I could pull your bitch with the flick of your wrist
So when it's automor flashing it's like I'm flicking the ..
Hold up!
Let me get some control over here
I had to lose the mike, the mike is getting tangled up
I let these niggas getting it all

Let's get it twisted, let's go!

And I remember it was an old lice
Thousand roll just for a mice
Yeah I remember all them cold nights,
Niggas so white just a little low life
Damn, for .. I was runnin, I was sinnin'
The crazy part of design ain't one to send it
The dope dealer was I aim it,
and now I'm magic you couldn't imagine the shit I saw
had no choice but to get involved
you even spit it raw so crack and driven apart
it's crazy when I see me own neighbor hittin us all
I was thinking at my head like I got gift with this raw,
Shoots getting told up, as you watch me grow up
right in front of the kids you f*cking the nose up
you're thinking like so what?
My homie got cold up, she even so and intending
I'm thinking like hold up,
I didn't see my homie, mami turning to a zombie
And it was like New Jersey try away we sold to Johhny
When we drove them cars sleeve like through .. ball to ball
And had no way to go it all
Who thought that we go this far
Matter of fact who thought that we would live this long
I got your money in the palm made a nigga strong
I have respect for ..'cause they will find a .. back
And I was on tour that, that nigga hit your whole that
Down baby now it's thirty rounds, baby as I ride through my hood
And been going down later in this bitch
Would they murder for a handsome pound
Baby so imagine for a kilo, shocking the water Nemo
Skinny niggas with a 4 pound turn the debo
Got the four five in this six call the silo
Y'all nigga talking bout murdfer they ain't dido
F*cking around and get your life took a ripo
F*cking nigga tell us as I see em and know they jealous
Stepping in my jealouses .. like mom Bellum
Balling like I'm melling, the king like I'm kareta
And taining my bereta and singing I won't do never
We shooting all of that p**sy, winging all of you niggas,
My city body for body, finger all on the trigger
I'm ready my niggas heavy, yellow guard all on my presidence
And Switching gas all on your whire,
Feeling like I'm in dready, I'm ready all in your dream
Lean like I'm cream, I'm seling 50 my beam,
I'm clean f*ck what do you mean?
My team, realers
Fullers don't fall, fullers they step me back in the track
French of the tour, niggas they wanna see my demise,
Wanna see me me no job, they talking back on the corner
50 niggas we mob, we choppers like g*ck the cop,
Ducking them helicopter they wanna lock us and boxers,
they going houses and tell the ..

it's Meek Millie we gotta f*ck with it,
What we're doing?

It's dream chasers

It's Meek Millie, you know the pipe willies,
You know the pipe bitches that dike the ..
What the feeling when you're looking at that ladies wipping on you
You could cap it, or looking at the baddest bitch and knowing you could pop it
The youngest nigga in my city dawn and I got it on the other line with Benjamin
And money is the topic
And the funny thing about it, I only drop the album
But the shitting on them niggas they got em
They used to doubt em
Now niggas on, get em gone, f*ck the baddest bitches in the home
I'm in the zone, man p**sies when don't get alone
I seat alone with the thirty, cut .. in my crown
These niggas wrong they kill you when you in the throne
And you dog get your dog when you're get a bone,
And get don't get alone, 'cause fake niggas get the flake
The more money I make, plus this suckers Is telling like it's a gun in their face
I'm just .. your melon nigga you round in the fake
I change it that with that metal and we was running to race
And it's the relate and f*ck the DA, I bring it back no simple replay
Putting on the free way so we can cake like ..
And make a leave way, got two bad bitches on the free way
Ready to email
This is the life nigga
This is the life nigga

Double M nigga, double M

Hey Pucci we just gone
Gucci Pucci in the building
Niggas rather see you shut up before they see you pop up
Chain around your neck all fresh fooling that drop up
Cover summer's back niggas had I couldn't cop up
But I wasn't hating, I was patient to get this guap up
Look at their faces, now I made it and nigga got up,
Nigga ah ah I
I'm all your niggas .. yeah
Everybody wanna be cool drop
One album a year
Double MG we gonna fledge a nigga straight to
That's how we doing it
Self made, September 17
DC 3 motherf*ckers September 29
.. on the way
.. out now

Are you that nigga in the dish with the nigga point pitch high
The boy grab you this bitch high
But I beatin you this p**sy, you was crying in the kitchen,
Run uppn me I ain't sleepin ..
'cause if forever 50 seven make eleven on this swift in
Or you'll be hatin with this bitches high
Pillow talking with them hoes when I told you that I hit it high
Holy check dope boy
Chop it chop it down like a cold boy yes
I just made a millie, no more stress
Dropping all the phantoms on boast on jess
Oh my lifE so real, boy I should kill like O'Neil when the pank
Hold up, Let me catch this out here
It's me right here I can't disrespect this right here


I said my life so real, boy I should kill like O'Neil when the pank
I'm the deal when you ain't
And the will I can spend the quarter when I kill when you can't
And for real when I see a hundred mill,
I'm a fake, why you're hating?
'cause you mad, 'cause you mad, glad you're hatin
What would I say?
I'm sayin 'cause you're mad, you're mad 'cause you're hating I'll be riding in some chill like it's my primer graduation ah
Like it's my primer graduation uh
They lucky I ain't got my memory right
I've been never bout two days so

When the money came all the hoes came too
And when the bullet babe I'll blame with you
And I remain who, mix to remain with the same crew
My niggas

September 17