Letra de Free Zoski - EST Gee

(Feat. BIG30, EST Zoski)

Ah, Big Zoski, bitch

Slimey, slatt

(Lucci, how you feel? Yeah)

(Lucci, how you feel?)

I miss my nigga, that shit major, we gon' kill 'em all

I hate that bitch, 'cause she played me, now I'm tryna fuck her moms

Goofy niggas 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

Bitch, 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 nigga danglin', now his ass won't see tomorrow

Bop, that's my blood, bitch I'm slidin', right or wrong

These niggas in they feelings so they makin' diss songs

When I'm thinkin' 'bout Austin, bitch, 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 niggas got gun license

Shit be fun and games, 'til the doctor say, "Your lungs dyin'"

Niggas keep on sayin' we done enough, but we ain't done slidin'

Heard they want that lick back, I got shit whacked, keep my gun by me

Nah, I ain't never heard of yo big brother, he a bum probably

Ho niggas can't come 'round me, I might have lil' bruh rob me

Ayy, bitch, I'm CEO, they know we put shit 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

Bitch, this a robbery, you get to movin' during this operation, then I'm sparkin'

Tried to spin through my block, they left his bitch ass by the garbage

Rich as fuck, give no fuck, I'm still gon' break a bitch 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 bitch ass to some cookie (Gas, blrrrd, blrrrd)

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