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Free Zoski
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Ah, Big Zoski, b*t*h Slimey, slatt (Lucci, how you feel? Yeah) (Lucci, how you feel?) I miss my n***a, that sh*t major, we gon' kill 'em all I hate that b*t*h, 'cause she played me, now I'm tryna f**k her moms Goofy n***as in the way, thinkin' they gon' stop the cause That money be the reason why your dawgs snake you off It's a switch up on the glizzy, turn his brain to pasta The first shot hit his melon, he ain't get to see a doctor B*t*h, I'm swimmin' with lil' Scary, higher than a helicopter We tryin' duck the coppers with a car full of choppas It's murder on my mind, I done went and found his partner Just caught the n***a danglin', now his a** won't see tomorrow Bop, that's my blood, b*t*h I'm slidin', right or wrong These n***as in they feelings so they makin' diss songs When I'm thinkin' 'bout Austin, b*t*h, I'm getttin' a wolf gone Granny, I know you watchin', just protect me while I'm goin' wrong Posted on the island with Big B' in my second home We up on every car, and get to dumpin' if they move wrong Yeah, hittin' on my pack until I get a bruise on it Told her wipe the counter, I been cuttin' food on it Right after we hit yo block, I seen the news on it They be huntin' for yo top, I got five hunnid blues on it I broke off the whole gang, and let change see what the love like I'm the type puttin' my partner back in brains, make sure he love right Acting like you T'd, posting me 'cause n***as got gun license Sh*t be fun and games, 'til the doctor say, "Your lungs dyin'" N***as keep on sayin' we done enough, but we ain't done slidin' Heard they want that lick back, I got sh*t whacked, keep my gun by me Nah, I ain't never heard of yo big brother, he a bum probably Ho n***as can't come 'round me, I might have lil' bruh rob me Ayy, b*t*h, I'm CEO, they know we put sh*t in the coffin Big choppa gang CEO, the choppa house my office See every opp there was a problem, on my son, we offed 'em Oh he a opp and we had dropped him, on my son we shot him B*t*h, this a robbery, you get to movin' during this operation, then I'm sparkin' Tried to spin through my block, they left his b*t*h a** by the garbage Rich as f**k, give no f**k, I'm still gon' break a b*t*h regardless Free Sheisty out the fed, when he come out, he might come 'Rari Ammunition, switches, .50, might pop out with a fully I can't stand down for none, we got hollow for all the bullets Try to play me like I'm jap', I have them killers in your bushes I ain't arguin' on the net, I'll turn your b*t*h a** to some cookie (Gas, blrrrd, blrrrd)
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