lirik lagu rap zombie – chillinit
[verse 1:]
everything i own in a box to the left
i don’t mean no beyonce jams
but i roll me a jay and pop me a z to the death
i ain’t talking beyonce’s man
that b-tch said put a ring on it, she sings on it
kinda like beyonce fams, but i ain’t drop no singles lately
because i’m too deep, messing with the single ladies
i got dreams of a jet black chrysler, inside colours of a red back spider
start of 2018 with a 5 stack, get it heavy, get it 10 racks higher
i feel like the sh-t, ronaldo brother, i’m real like madrid
get messi like lionel, spin on your vinyl
wax, i cut facts
i’m dj khaled, i’m the best
steve waugh in the slips, still shane warne with a b-tch
still raw with the spit, still spin words on a pitch
still hit verses for 6, try catch this
bust raps with a recipe like crusty crab
the stars under the rock like patrick
and the bar straight over your head
so i spit this olympic flow, it’s gymnastic
your bars like the lips and t-ts of kim, kylie and kris
legit, they all plastic
said he raps good, but he rap sh-t
brother looking like an mc catfish
can’t be stopped, can’t be dropped
roy jones, i’m the carbon copy
hard to stop, the juggernaut packs a punch
the k!ll streaks, run around like a n-z- zombie
do you feel me man?
you don’t know ’bout the sh-t that i go through
drop bars, like a spirit bomb
it’s a numbers game like sudoku
but i still got the dragon b-lls
rap be raw, like a sushi train this ain’t tofu
nah, i don’t get mad at all
bag the ball at my side chicks house that i go to
sesh for an hour, sesh at her place, then s-x in the shower
she’s off her face from sessions of powder
still got a face, like jessica alba
life’s good, when you f-ck good, i bet only my reals one know that
bad b-tch with a king kong joint rolled, i bet only my real ones smoke that
life’s good, when you f-ck good, i bet only my reals one know that
bad b-tch with a king kong joint rolled, i bet only my real ones smoke that
still get money bust flows, still get money f-ck hoes
still stay wide and around, with the zip in the back seat
still get money, puff smoke
switch flows, ay
best with the homes
rocky balboa, sylvester stallone
all i really need is one take one breath
i hit it with one spray, we fresh as cologne
all of my homies act like they don’t know me
they’re phoney, so i’m never checking my phone
all of my homies act like they don’t know me
they’re phoney, it’s better they left me alone
i’m blowing up like land mine
d-mn girl, giving me the dutch right now
ecb to the 420
body bag media, where the cones right now?
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