Memphis Bleek – So Seductive Freestyle (Game Diss) lyrics

Aww nigga do you
Know who you wit
It's M-E-M
About to ride on this bitch
With the .40 cal
And them hollow tips
It Brooklyn nigga we here to represent
Cause Im fresh like uh, Benz Coop uh
Told you twice before that you dont want none
M-E-M Im on that shit
Cause you dont want drama
You just on my dick
Hoes and hoes everybody knows
That tried to chill cause your beef isnt real
But if the song keep it street we dont press record
But groupies like you just love perform well fuck it
Kill the rap about the glock like you pop it out
Because in Miami at the teley coping out
Out in cal you know my twist
I seen you in the LA you was acting like a bitch
I say Jay-z first then seen you, but he keep it real but you
You wanted truss, I guess you had a change of heart right from start
You I really study my art broke you apart
M-E-M, I m back on that gangsta shit
On my way, OT to see this prick
Yeah you sold four mill, it dont mean shit
Every record that move you still o for six
Cause 50 wrote every joint that on that disc
Every record that move you know hes getting rich
So you can wrote a rhyme about that album didnt sell
Cause Ill be richer than, even if they put me in jail
I smoke like Bob Marley, shit I had cake when
Boo use to rob you little niggas for your Barkleys
You dick rider screaming out eastsides
Cold young blood you stepping in the ring of fire
15 minute I know it was a gimmick
Then I figure you faggot you just opening up business
Nigga whats next after the documentary
give you a year or two youll become history
C plus writing like govy is not a fighter
Our maywheather you bet you not try us
Minting young Bleek you loss sleep
Cause you dont want drama with the R-O-C
See we bring guns to fist fights pinch you for a test
Slugs that go thought that lil bean ass vest nigga
No security I move on my on, Suge was on the beach and you niggas flew home
I know you pussy you aint gangsta connected
Crying to sleep get his nephew for protection what
You know Bleek I dont beef with beats
So you can page who every and set a met pussy niggas
You know what its about smart get well Marci a fella nigga
You seen me twice you know what you said to me face to face
You bitch ass nigga So you can lie to the public
And make all them mean, tough face you want
You and I both know you pussy, you dont want no beef Holla at me nigga