Spit That Fire Freestyle Chino XL

[Hook] {x2}
Felli Fel, Chino XL, that's what's up
I'm gon' spit that fire
Chino XL, Felli Fel, that's what's up
I'm gon' spit that fire

[Verse One]
We're here to make sure Puerto Rico stay on the map
I'm to metaphor what Game is to gangsta rap
Ride with Felli in the Range with the heat on my lap
You Whitney Houston in the hood, guaranteed to get crack
Here's another Power 106 anthem
You a Chrystler 300, I'm a Rolls Royce Phantom
I stand up, repping with the Broadcast Professionals
Till our pockets are swollen up like Usher's nose
It's the same Chino XL from back in the days
Not even 30 yet but carry AK's
Pulling it off the stage, folding people like accordions
Ron Artest, fucking up the whole audience
Try to diss Vinny I'll whip your ass in person
You gon' need LL's plastic surgeon
Felli Fel with the Lyrical Messiah
Think of me as a caveman, I invented fire

[Hook]