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zoe osama - free game lyrics

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[b eazy the dj]
yeah yeah yeah! la what’s happening?
it’s ya boy b eazy the dj and i been getting a lot of requests for this new song
it’s called free game by zoe osama and it’s fo’ sho’ something you gon’ be slappin’ in your ride
you heard it here first on eazy talk radio, let’s get it!

[zoe osama]
n+gga don’t trip, all these gang b+tches really up
slide down yo block, catch a opp and beat this n+gga up
9th street give it up, most you n+ggas weird as f+ck
see a n+gga slipping, i don’t feel ’em, i’mma hit ’em up
huh? n+ggas say slide handle business then you do it for the gangsta
for your name, you gotta spend again
my n+ggas keep telling me that i won, i wanna win again
n+ggas getting whacked, well they had to, better think again
you can get hit 9 times, this ain’t many men
have my n+ggas sliding down your block in a minivan
n+ggas keep speaking on my name, what? come again
i’mma show my ass to the world like it’s only fans
gang! go worry ’bout yourself, this ain’t my only plan
i’mma stand all by myself, i’m my only man
b+tch, i’m married to the whole gang, yeah we holding hands
i can get a check by myself, i don’t need no friends
how you say you on but you ain’t never touched a hundred band?
how you say you real if you snitch and you took a stand?
how you get called from three blocks but you out again?
n+ggas better watch these f+ck n+ggas, they is not your friends
gang! close the back door, don’t let the fakes in
i’m around beef with a n+gga that i’m better than
b+tch kick rocks, hold still like the letter man
jimmy neutron on your b+tch gotta jet again
n+ggas said he on demon time, well i’m the devil then
put a n+gga face in the dirt, bring the shovel in
please get your b+tch off my d+ck ‘fore you get hurt again
blowing up my phone, look… n+gga now she go again
crazy! lot of n+ggas mad cause i made it
i ride by myself with my gun all safely
aight, you got the same 24 but you lazy
n+ggas’ll sit up on they ass and be complaining
aye look, i just want the money, wanna be famous
i don’t want the world, i want the paper
i don’t want friends, i want haters
that’s a free game, thank me later
aight yeah, they all talk your name and need a favor
pillow talking on my d+ck, that ain’t player
man, i’m sh+tting on these n+ggas, where the paper?
i’ll run a n+gga up like a taper
i’m from the 9, you can tell by how i walk
these n+ggas b+tches, i can tell by how they talk
i wouldn’t post that on the gram, that ain’t smart
and don’t say n+ggas snitching when you caught
dummy! n+ggas’ll sell they ass for some money
and get verified and start acting funny
clumsy! i’mma need more than a hundred
and you ain’t gotta tip your change cause i don’t want it
aye, they don’t like when i talk cause it’s blunting
i’mma say what i feel, i ain’t stunting
i’m the same n+gga, ain’t changed nothing
it’s the game, you got a problem, say something
i could change two bricks for two onions
you know the model, you get caught, don’t saying nothing
dissing my hood up in your songs, your day coming
i got his license plate, i’m tryna tape something
new hollows in my glock, i face someone
but i’m east and he ain’t never see it coming
hit a n+gga in his head and his stomach
and have a n+gga body stanking like some onions, dummy!
[outro]
leave a n+gga body stanking like some onions, dummy
(tha new cartel music)
cocaine, b+tch you know how we coming, dummy
we gon’ hit ‘em up, gang, we gon’ wet ‘em up
n+ggas know my gang, you know the gang
i’ll hit you up, dummy
how you diss the hood? you never seeing it though
these n+ggas funny
you know the squad, you know the game
b+tch, you know how we coming
how you dissing on the hood? you never seeing it though, funny



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