ICE COLD ZEL FREESTYLE

(What up, Foster?)
Look, I got a mufuckin' choppa like Olajuwon
I spent all day on the block, huh
You spent all day with the cops
I'll freakin' finesse you right out of your socks
My style is P like I came from The LOX
As I watch you die hard just to be what you not
I was like six in the kitchen
My uncle and cousin was mixin' it, servin' up rock
Ay, bitch, I'm a pit, Zel is a rott
Wanna fuck with me, come Zelle me a knot
Fuck that, open up, close up shop
Might just serve me a nigga, straight drop, crack
In my hood, the hammer go brrrat
Every nigga I grew up with 'bout that
Talk all that shit you keep talkin' about
Pussy, show me where that nigga house at
I'm in that bitch like I house sat
That nigga pussy, he house cat
I got a trap for a house rat
'Cause I actively ask where the mouse at
Say you gon' touch me, I doubt that
Might turn your ass to a loud pack
Pull out make that bitch make a crowd scat'
And my nigga, you shouldn't be 'round that
Hop out and I make a round splat
Hop out and make that shit, doot-doo-doo-doo
Play with me, I might just shoot it at you
Bitch, I never back out, do I look like a coupe?
These niggas sweet as tiramisu
If I up it, he gon' need some therapy too
Hold up, my nigga, you scarin' me too
If a nigga fuck up, he might bury me too
Pistol keep yellin' out, "Carry me, too"
I got one on me, might have to carry me two
And I bust 'em both, shootin' 'em narrowly, too
And the AR-15 wanna marry me, too
Bro off the drink tryna marry the juice
And it's fuck y'all niggas, let's bury the truce
Bitch, it's no Biggie, just gimme the loot
'Cause I'm hangin' with BISHOP, he gave me the juice