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zoey dollaz freestyles on flex | freestyle #040 - zoey dollaz lyrics

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i’m a jay z with biggie rhymes
i’m a nas with 2pac mind
i’m kodak black and bobby shmurda with two glock nines
i’m a dave east, mix it in with some az
i’m andre 3000 and eminem, i’m a little crazy
i’m a jeezy with t.i.p
i’m luda mixed with future
maybe i’m mayweather mixed with the strength of the great ali
i’m a meek mill with a little bit of game in me
i’m drake mixed with kanye, the game in me
i’m an akon, mix it in with some nate dogg
i’m a snoop, probably thought i was gon say wiz
but i figured you should wait dog
chance the rapper with a little big sean in me
i’m a don like fat joe with bars like ricky
i should probably stay quiet but i’m gon’ speak
i’m frank lucas mixed with big meech
i’m jadakiss, once again you probably thought i said i was styles p
and i am what you say i am
and if i wasn’t, then why would you say i am
product of my environment, last of a dying breed
flex, these mumble rap n*ggas twins like siamese
dead or alive, you will never be better than i
i’m sick with rhymes, n*gga, you better go get you a job
f*ckin’ with me, you bound to lose some money
if this rap sh*t was a trophy, they’ll never take it from me
i’m the sickest n*gga coming out
my bars like an earthquake
when i rhyme, i bomb sh*t, n*ggas comin’ out
young n*gga still reppin’ d*a*d*e
still feel like a lot of n*ggas can’t f*ck with me
when it comes to rap sh*t, i’m a dragon
spit that flame, leave a rap n*gga all in ashes (yeah)
n*ggas with a soundcloud link think they a rapper
whatever i’m doin’ ,well that sh*t probably don’t matter
just cuz you rock designer sh*t don’t make you real n*gga
just cuz you get on trap beats don’t make your ass a hitter
just cuz you talk about packs don’t make your ass a dealer
you talk about act, boy, you probably not a sipper (yeah)
i’m never slippin’, boy, that forty beatin’ on reach
won’t release, bet your ass take a long sleep
red dot looking like when a bomb beats
get your head popped, man, you better stay calm, g
on a beat, i’m goin’ off like fire drills
try me and get findin’ axes like silent hills
if he sick, man, he comin’ out the hospital
the way the boy handle bars like a bicycle (yeah)
i say he sicker than me, he better comin’ out the hospital
the way the boy handle bars like a bicycle

- zoey dollaz lyrics

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