
bg2real - ebk lyrics
[producer tag]
damm you made these motherf+ckers leave
[verse]
12, block, crazy
on my way to a million
f+ck how you feeling
ain’t ducking no smoke
i’m probably right here in your city
choppa got dope but these titties
if i up the stick, then i’m dumping the clip until its empty
hollow tips leave they boy sh+tty
on 12 block crazy, will never bail out on a mission
we the ones standing on business
f+ck all the kings, b+tch i’m cracking crowns in my picture
stop asking me what i bang
you know i’m a 2 6 baby i throw up the bunny
i’m on the block with the gang
i won’t even answer the phone if it ain’t about money
traphouse open from monday to sunday
i need that sh+t now i ain’t doing no fronting
your b+tch wanna f+ck, cause shе know we get money
pull up whеre she at and put d+ck in her stomach
[hook]
the opps be weak, that’s some days
f+ck everybody we be ebk
f+ck them lowriders
them p+ssies ain’t sliding, they ducking and hide when it’s time to bang
the opps be weak, that’s some days’
f+ck everybody we be ebk
f+ck them lowriders
them p+ssies ain’t sliding, they ducking and hide when it’s time to bang
[verse]
my name hot in the city i’m taking over
i can’t f+ck with these rappers they mediocre
tryna swerve in my lane you get ran over (skrrt)
take the “e” out “emotion”, i’m having motion
it’s a whole lotta steppers with me
spin your block, they gone do it for free
ain’t no hop in my phone tryna bring up a b+tch that i already passed to the team
my name ain’t gunna but i’m pushing p
it’s so much smoke in the air i can’t see
i be on go everyday of the week
you out your mind if you thinking i’m green
i tried selling gas but it wetting my thing
i better hop out on feet with that fn
gripping that wood grain f+ck around and that’d be the same type that you riding
deep in the streets, music my only option
ducking the fed, cause i know they watching
72 hours, bg kept it silent
i know they mad, the fact that that can’t stop me (yeah)
look at my wrist i got time today
drop the lo’ get around we can slide today
red beam on the 7.62, you can get your ass clapped, from almost a mile away
put a leash on the stick, it might walk
the drac’ get to loading, we pulling up andale
f+ck around and hop out where your momma stay
f+ck around and hop out where your momma stay
you turned your head left
but forgot to look right
better look both ways, before thinking about crossing me b+tch
everybody with me strapped up, we don’t play with nintendo’s but just know this glock got a switch
everybody asking me, why i stay rapping bout violence cause this just the way that i live
you live by the stick, you gone die by the stick
and before i die, ima make sure that we rich
[hook]
the opps be weak, that’s some days’
f+ck everybody we be ebk
f+ck them lowriders
them p+ssies ain’t sliding, they ducking and hide when it’s time to bang
the opps be weak, that’s some days’
f+ck everybody we be ebk
f+ck them lowriders
them p+ssies ain’t sliding, they ducking and hide when it’s time to bang
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