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song lyrics 98 Freestyle Part 2 lyrics (Text in brackets is side-conversation made by Stretch or Bobbito) Aight, let me kick some more shit, one more time [Bobbito: Yeah-yeah... Spit, some more] Aight, check it out, yeah, check it out   [Bobbito: Big L] Yeah, check it out, yeah, check it out   [Bobbito: Yeah] Uhh, check it out, aight, check it out    [Bobbito: Woo-- Woooo!] Aight, we gone hit it like this, check it out Yo check it, yo my shit is hot like jerk chicken, I should rob you But with that cheap shit, you ain t worth stickin I ve got a left hook, that be leavin guys knocked out Keep frontin , and I m a choke you till your eyes pop out I was taught that if a nigga swing, swing right back Battle Corleone, why do a stupid that like that? Yo, I m not in the mood, son, so don t push me tonight Plus I fucked your little sister and that pussy was right That pussy was tight, grippin my dick like a pair of pliers You fuckin snitch, right now you prolly wearin wires It s not a joke, so as soon as he laugh I m a strip him naked and stick a long broom in his ass [Bobbito: Ouch] [Stretch: Oh, word] Leave him heart-broken, make him quit rap and start smokin My album is done, so no it ain t no parts open I m not a sweet stud, I m a street thug That s quick to beat a nigga like a cheap rug, till he leak blood You sure soft, watched you fall off, might slide your whore off Then call all off, and tear your jaw off My life is far out, I got star clout Every week bring a different car out, go to clubs and buy the bar out You ain t a player, put that cigar out Take that suit off, before I shoot off, and tear your roof off Leave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of Rudolph I rocked many stages and never got booed off I might let this gat burst, put you in a big black hearse For that wack verse, should have tried these other cats first Cause none of y all niggas can fuck with me And if your man wanna join, I got McGruff with me We puff much izzy I do shit that only tough men do And them cats you with fuck them too, I ll buck them too Be careful what you rush into, you lame-ass nigga No dough, always on the train-ass nigga Canal street, 10-karat-chain-ass nigga You got fucked upstate, you cupcake How many dicks can your butt take? I ran through every bitch in my path I was fuckin chicks in the ass when I was six-and-a-half {*laughing*} Yo, I m a take you out your misery   [Stretch: Yeah right!] And after this, nigga, put you in the social study book cause you re history Yeah [*Laughing] [Bobbito: Yo, I m gonna give you my math] Aight [Bobbito: I m gonna give you my math] {*laughing*} Aight [Stretch: Aight] [Bobbito: Yo, I m gonna give you my history] [Stretch: That s one I m not gonna play for my mom] [Bobbito: Yeah] [Stretch: Anthony, I haven t heard the show in so long.  Give me tape... Not this one.] song lyrics