Ladell Parks - On My Level Freestyle Lyrics
[Intro: Jaclyn Niska, Ladell Parks]Hey LadellWhat's upI heard that nigga was talking shit about youWhat niggaTrailMan he always talking shitMan I'm handle himYeah he at the spot talking mad shit about youOh yeah alright, tell him I said this[Verse 1: Ladell Parks]Nigga hate me because I count racksBecause I count stacksAnd if he tryThen Imma diss him backNigga softer than a mother *****ing fruit snackNow you got me on roast modeSo here we goI heard you a lame, ain't got no gameInsane in the brainWhere you get your shoes and shirtWith your ugly ass juice stainPayless shoes ain't got no gripYou fall down and bust your hipThere go a tip for your assNext time Imma hit you in your mother *****ing lipWalking around dusty, mustyLooking ass crusty, rusty***** with me or my crewIt'll be the last I swearTrust meDon't believe me, try and see***** this something I want you tooIf you don't, I got homeboy's coming after your ass too[Hook: Ladell Parks]See Imma have to take a shot down I think twiceCause I'm gonna have to handle this nigga Trail Price I swearImma ***** him upI'm gonna ***** him upImma ***** him upI'm gonna ***** him upSo Imma drag his ass down the streetCause he know he's about to get his ass super beat I swearImma ***** him upI'm gonna ***** him upImma ***** him upI'm gonna ***** him upYou know it
