Sniper Gang Freestyle

Blicky the Blicky, the Blicky, the Blicky, the Blicky
Gang, Gang, Gang
Grrrrrrrrttttt, Bop!
Bop, Bop, Bop!
When I get to swerving on em,
Spinning the curb up on em
Sending Suburbans on em and we lurking on em
Aint no funeral service for em (Boom, boom, boom)
Im on a mission for em,
Sniper Gang got the vision on em
Never snitching, go to prison for em (Nah)
Hundred round drum, thirty clip is on em,
Blood dripping on em
***** **** * went against the gang,
You know thats a violation
Penalty is death, take his last breath
Bullets burning, like Im frying bacon,
****** dying waiting
Never mind the hating,
Im a General, ***** (Blicky the Blicky)
Im about to put an end to you ******
****** ** **** your baby momma, spent up all your money
All you did was tell on them ******?
(Bands, bands, bands, bands)
You was with this gang banging,
You was tryna be like 22
Im responsible for all you ****** (Blicky the Blicky)
Im the realest *****, tell the truth (Bop, bop, bop)
And I know I might alarm you,
Nobody thinks you a Don, Q
Thirty round knocking off a limb,
Maybe leg, head, plus an arm too
I could look into your eyes,
Know you never been on a mission
Some ****** be ***** and never really listen
Get put in a ditch and now his momma missing
Might put out that hit and now we gotta get him
We caught us a lick and now we gotta wet em
This s**t aint no diss, ain't no Tory Lanez
I pull out that blick and leave no remains
You dont want these Blicky ******
Parked inside of Highbridge
Look what I did, got the ladder hanging out the stick
Looking like a high bridge, you could die, kid
**** Real Ryte,
Yall can suck a **** and get killed too
Yall know damn well who got yall mans hit
Even Kooda blood would get spilled too
Killing ****** then I rap about it,
Like Im Melly, ***** (Right)
Aint no s**t that you could tell me, ***** (Right)
Murder on my mind, is you ready,
*****, Im a deadly *****
Cant compare my s**t to none of these ***** ******
Not JD, not D Sav,
And especially not that snitch *****