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Tsu Surf vs. Reed Dollaz - URLtv (Ft. Reed Dollaz & Tsu Surf)
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Tsu Surf vs. Reed Dollaz URLtv (Ft. Reed Dollaz & Tsu Surf)

Tsu Surf vs. Reed Dollaz - URLtv (Ft. Reed Dollaz & Tsu Surf)
{Surf starts rapping before Smack has a chance to flip the coin}

[Round 1: Tsu Surf]
Millions of views before anybody, nigga you did your thing
That ain't come with no deals, movie, TV nothin' in-between
No matter how I act or lay (accolade) it out, my accomplishments erybody seen
Fuck would I put it in subtitles and I ain't never seen Reed (read) on the screen
Name one killer you battled beside Shine, you can't
My point, niggas run into one grizzly think they Ja Morant
I'm here, you here, somebody you can't see with words
Basically, there's no meat (meet) in my bars like Vegan Verb
Them bullets hurt
If you ain't never been shot you should learn from it
You ain't a killer, never seen a human body like Fern Gully
They hit my arm, now when I shoot it don't turn fully
Boy I'll flip Dollarz like Smokey countin' Worm money
It's like we on a diet but we cheatin', steak (stake) out on an off night
I know some Ahki's catchin' bodies while they fastin' at the Talk Right
So talk right, or I'ma translate what I think you tryin' to talk like
Yellow tape everywhere, I get the block sponsored by Off-White
Stone cold on the entrance, shit be bustin' out the can'
Silencer like hot grease when it's jumpin' out the pan
I don't kill him, pistol whip him 'til the blood is on my hand
Now Dollarz all down arm I hate stuntin' for the 'Gram
Balenciaga shoe this shit soul (sole) liftin'
New chop shop, I pull up with that pole grippin'
Chinky eyed, shit'll fly, chop cats, no kiddin' (kitten)
I don't care about his raps if the General Soul (sold) Chicken
I'll Chinese soup oodle noodle you
Chop stick put a tie (Thai) on a man durin' his funeral
Why duck sauce? Embrace that, this beautiful
Staple his top, then rip it open, we tear lids
Head shot, leg shot, stomach shot, I don't spare ribs
I get the drop, then get the head start and take care of kids
Poke his lung {psssst}
[Tay Roc] What's that?
[Tsu Surf] I rip the air bed
I kill niggas when I'm sober, it's different when I'm high though
Gorilla Glue in my veins
It blow, catch contact, goodbye yo
I push through with the sour face, that's the pre roll 'fore we slide though
He went in a coma like May, he died in July though (gelato)
Allergic to shells, his head swell like a blowfish
Pillow on his face, feathers flyin', the coat rip
Pistol whip him again, both lips
Hand him the gun, I make him do a suicide, the coach pissed
Mixin' Ensure with the meds how the doctor feed him
Butterfly cut across his middle like it's slot receivin'
He'll be a paraplegic, his posture pedic
They gotta lift him from a chair to a bed, a Posturepedic
Jersey
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