Zoey Dollaz Freestyles on Flex | Freestyle #040
Zoey Dollaz
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[Verse]
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 niggas twins like Siamese
Dead or alive, you will never be better than I
I'm sick with rhymes, nigga, you better go get you a job
Fuckin' with me, you bound to lose some money
If this rap shit was a trophy, they'll never take it from me
I'm the sickest nigga coming out
My bars like an earthquake
When I rhyme, I bomb shit, niggas comin' out
Young nigga still reppin' D-A-D-E
Still feel like a lot of niggas can't fuck with me
When it comes to rap shit, I'm a dragon
Spit that flame, leave a rap nigga all in ashes (Yeah)
Niggas with a SoundCloud link think they a rapper
Whatever I'm doin' ,well that shit probably don't matter
Just cuz you rock designer shit don't make you real nigga
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
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 niggas twins like Siamese
Dead or alive, you will never be better than I
I'm sick with rhymes, nigga, you better go get you a job
Fuckin' with me, you bound to lose some money
If this rap shit was a trophy, they'll never take it from me
I'm the sickest nigga coming out
My bars like an earthquake
When I rhyme, I bomb shit, niggas comin' out
Young nigga still reppin' D-A-D-E
Still feel like a lot of niggas can't fuck with me
When it comes to rap shit, I'm a dragon
Spit that flame, leave a rap nigga all in ashes (Yeah)
Niggas with a SoundCloud link think they a rapper
Whatever I'm doin' ,well that shit probably don't matter
Just cuz you rock designer shit don't make you real nigga
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
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