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tony hawk freestyle - zotiyac lyrics

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[verse 1]
phone tweaking, i’m on the road, so you can’t reach me
if you lookin’ for the load, you can come see me
n*gga posting what he made, make this sh*t easy
he was geeking and got mounted like a f*cking tv
you get outta bounds an i’m slidin like i’m hawk
boy, i barely want yo’ b*tch, i ain’t tryna take yo’ sauce
we gon’ take a short trip, i don’t do the long talk
if i get the door kicked, he gon’ end up knocked off
we gon’ keep it hush, paint yo’ sh*t like bob ross
he gon’ think he rich ’til it’s time to pay that cost
if you ain’t position, why you acting like a boss? boy, if you ain’t lose sh*t, then why you act like it’s a loss?
bought a glocka and a tec, finna cop a hard foul
i just bought it yesterday, that b*tch’a eat yo’ heart out
n*gga flеxing extra cake, that’a get ‘еm marked out n*ggas feds investigating like they f*cking narcs now
he ain’t never been a ape, why he think he hard now?
he don’t come up out the tank when them f*cking sharks out
n*ggas below average, n*ggas rapping like they lost this sh*t
turnt into a pageant, all you had to do was floss
he be lookin’ goofy, how this n*gga finna shoot me?
he ain’t wit’ it truly, how this n*gga get a uzi?
i’ma pop out like a f*cking horror movie
i don’t usually get dirty ’cause the sh*t get boring to me

[verse 2]
my n*gga, you ain’t pop no gun and pop yo’ xan
you ain’t ride down no block, you ain’t slide in no van
ooh, sh*t, i think he caught one
i ain’t finna spin the block, i know that sh*t well done
.30 wit’ a gl!ck, that a make a n*gga talk, but this .40 on my hip make me limp when i walk
put you up like a blimp, watch yo’ p*ssy ass fall
lil’ n*gga you a shrimp, i ain’t gotta make a call, if a n*gga pull up deep, i get the mafia involved
n*gga say they vv’s, but you copped ’em at the mall
boy, that ain’t no dog sh*t, why you acting like it cost?
i’on know why n*ggas lying, it’s too many n*ggas dyin’
we can’t all be gangsta, it’s too many n*ggas trying
n*ggas preaching, i ain’t that, like they ain’t got sh*t else to prove
i’a hit yo’ back if i ain’t have sh*t else to do n*gga
if i was to lose, tell me is it helping you?
playing wit’ yo’ life, you must ain’t got sh*t else to lose

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