freesytle

when i hit blocks wit glocks/flippin money in stocks
niggas hatin then i plot/sendin shots at ya top
got bitches in flocks/tryin in get em to talk
get found/then ya body outlined in chalk
drop my shit /an im runnin the charts
an u already kno how it go em spots
niggas run to the door/so them fiends can cop
either u get locked/ for huggin the block
or ya breathin just stops/once them shells go pop
holo points an they/penatrate wit a shot
game tight, chuck taylor/ so niggas fuck what u thought
dont fuck wit pussy niggas who be thinkin they hot
westcoast yea i rep that im runnin that spot
it was either hiphop/or slagin them rocks
plus i stayed wit i cocked/an never had a jumpshot
so i stayed wit a plot/an learned to be a good shot
n this rap shit/im a savage oct
an i'll spit 20 bars/wit no prior thought
an im a hustlas/what ya tellin the cops


just droppin a freestyle tell me what u guys think

its aight cuz



cease

It starts to sound pretty lame by the tenth time you use the same sound to rhyme with, and you just stick with it til its over, don't you... gotta learn to get off that first rhyme when you freestyle, you never went anywhere with this one, man.

Good Shit, liked ur style

you litteraly used the same 3 words in rhyming... gotta expand, but its good i like it

thanx 4 the feed back...... i just started out rhymin i gonna start writin now