Hi kids do you like, uh. Look, hi kids do you like oxy? You wanna get it poppin like a Molly, prolly. Rockstar lookin up to Cheif Keef and Ozzie. Bombin like a mothafukin Kami kaze. Hit em in his face with the choppa sorry. That bitch finna sing like a opera, Harley. Imma box em out left, right i feel like Ali. Imma play yo bitch like her first name Atari. Imma grill the pussy like it's fresh calamari. Try me if you want that choppa on me get to Killin. Blood all on the floor you know that shit just got to spillin. I don't give a fuck nigga I'm such a evil villain. Louis V, preme on my shirt cost 10 bands. Pull up on the scene choppa hit you and yo best friend, married to the money even though I am the best man. She hold my dick like a mic, she was testin. It's time to spaz on the track that's what I do, uh uh. Gun sing like Erykah Badu uh huh. Throw yo body in the bottom of the bayou. So rich mothafuka I could buy you, don't try me but nigga I would try you. I hope yo ass ready to die, dude. Choppa on me leave yo momma traumatized, dude. Like a bunch of chicken you would get fried, ouu. I'm from Chicago where niggaz don't live to see 20, but then again I made it out and got a lot of money. I'm 19 I got a couple fukin months left. My birthday December 2nd, so please don't step in my motherfukin direction. Cause if i feel threatened I'm uppin the Smith & Wesson. I put it to yo face best believe I'm gonna get it bussin. I'm spazzin on the track, got a AK like a Russian. I hit you in your head like a mothafukin concussion, I been causing combustion. Somethin inside of nothin, 23 in my glock I could say after last time I was on the Westwood. 23 in my glock boy jus shootin like jumpman, jumpman uh huh. I rapped for a hour last time, after that I fuckd yo bitch in the shower, that's fine. I rapped for a hour last time, after that I fuckd yo auntie in the shower that's fine. I fuckd your auntie then mother, then I put a fukin bullet hole right up in yo uncle. I got the fukin ball and I refuse to fukin fumble. I'm confident as fuck I'm really tired of being humble. These niggaz really thinking that they better, but they not though. He say he want beef I got them shells let's make some tachos. You know I get, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on. He say he want beef I got them shells let's make some tacos. He say he get cheese I get cheesed that shit is not yours, I get cheese like nachos, uh. That choppa on my hip you run up on me give you Quatro, I shoot through your Monte Carlo. (These last lyrics aren't correct, couldn't understand.) On my shoes is your car hoe, you get scanned like a barcode.
He really spazzed the way you're supposed to over this beat with some fucking outrageous bars. 1000000/mf10.
I’ve been looking for this video for so Longgg
I found it in 2 mins
@@edzyeti2921 I found it in 1 minute 😘
This is the reason eminem collab with him in godzilla
Facts only if they made more tho 😢
Damn, his bars are so lit!
Fr
its a freestyle
@@taannmanndis guy lol
RIP juice 999 forever
Its unbelievable what juice could do...
remember this is a FREESTYLE, this is so good.
Damn he went off!!!
The cameraman rocking out though
Thats tim westwood, the host
Omg juice wreck that
This is phenomenal. Change my mind
You can't
look up any cassidy freestyle to see real talent not some retard talking about drugs drooling on himself
Fr!
His flow…..😻😻😻
Dude killed this shit 🔥 🔥
underrated freestyle
Wow, He was one of a kind
His best freestyle
makes me feel guilty to listen to other rappers lol and even begin to make music. GOAT
So clean
"I'll put it to your face best believe imma get it bustin"
Im spazzzin on the track, i got an Ak like a russian. Cold asf.
So fire bruh
This fire
Killer one that’s for sure rip
High pitched noise in video
So it’s not just me. Huh. 🤔
It’s in the beat isn’t it
Yup lol love it
R.I.P
When he jumped into the slick Rick flow... That was pretty Fucking good
This is what freestyle is rip to young man
Someone can share the lyrics please!! :D
Hi kids do you like, uh.
Look, hi kids do you like oxy?
You wanna get it poppin like a Molly, prolly.
Rockstar lookin up to Cheif Keef and Ozzie.
Bombin like a mothafukin Kami kaze.
Hit em in his face with the choppa sorry.
That bitch finna sing like a opera, Harley.
Imma box em out left, right i feel like Ali.
Imma play yo bitch like her first name Atari.
Imma grill the pussy like it's fresh calamari.
Try me if you want that choppa on me get to Killin.
Blood all on the floor you know that shit just got to spillin.
I don't give a fuck nigga I'm such a evil villain.
Louis V, preme on my shirt cost 10 bands. Pull up on the scene choppa hit you and yo best friend, married to the money even though I am the best man.
She hold my dick like a mic, she was testin.
It's time to spaz on the track that's what I do, uh uh.
Gun sing like Erykah Badu uh huh.
Throw yo body in the bottom of the bayou. So rich mothafuka I could buy you, don't try me but nigga I would try you.
I hope yo ass ready to die, dude.
Choppa on me leave yo momma traumatized, dude.
Like a bunch of chicken you would get fried, ouu.
I'm from Chicago where niggaz don't live to see 20, but then again I made it out and got a lot of money.
I'm 19 I got a couple fukin months left.
My birthday December 2nd, so please don't step in my motherfukin direction.
Cause if i feel threatened I'm uppin the Smith & Wesson.
I put it to yo face best believe I'm gonna get it bussin.
I'm spazzin on the track, got a AK like a Russian.
I hit you in your head like a mothafukin concussion, I been causing combustion.
Somethin inside of nothin, 23 in my glock I could say after last time I was on the Westwood.
23 in my glock boy jus shootin like jumpman, jumpman uh huh.
I rapped for a hour last time, after that I fuckd yo bitch in the shower, that's fine.
I rapped for a hour last time, after that I fuckd yo auntie in the shower that's fine.
I fuckd your auntie then mother, then I put a fukin bullet hole right up in yo uncle.
I got the fukin ball and I refuse to fukin fumble.
I'm confident as fuck I'm really tired of being humble.
These niggaz really thinking that they better, but they not though.
He say he want beef I got them shells let's make some tachos.
You know I get, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.
He say he want beef I got them shells let's make some tacos.
He say he get cheese I get cheesed that shit is not yours, I get cheese like nachos, uh.
That choppa on my hip you run up on me give you Quatro, I shoot through your Monte Carlo.
(These last lyrics aren't correct, couldn't understand.)
On my shoes is your car hoe, you get scanned like a barcode.
lit
survivor
🔥999🔥
my dad
Tachos 😆
Anybody else hear a ear raping ring behind this track
is he a mumble or lyrical
Mostly lyrical/melodic he doesn't really mumble
Melodic
Mumble but dats ok
Shut up
He damn near a singer but he can rap he just doesn’t on his albums