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eb3 - what we on lyrics

[eb3]
im sendin’ shots at any n+gga who want smoke
know he won’t shoot, mine as well just take his pole
put me in the game, coach, i’m tryna wack a sco
i’m a well known member, snu is you, i don’t know
baby bangs, that’s my bro, i know fasho he gon’ blow
i’m on the main line trippin’, it’s only right i let ‘em know
you can’t speak down on gang if you ain’t never spint the lo
and when we spin you n+ggas’ block like casper, that b+tch a ghost
his b+tch called my phone, said it’s good, i got the lo
how you lovin’ on that b+tch? she was ready to f+ck the lo
all i do is talk sh+t from the fillaway, get me gone
i’m on firestone at mobiles with 30 and free smoke
b+tch, i been in the field, this ain’t new, it’s gettin’ old
i’m tryin’ see some better things, blow 100, that’s free my bro
gotta keep quiet, these n+ggas tellin’, i don’t know what they on
if you see me and booga, you know what we on
i ain’t really tryna talk, rather just up pole
make an example outta n+gga (hollon, what)
she a freak, love the way she touch her toes

[jetbkeezy]
(dead homies) i’m on the east with a stick, i’m wakin’ ‘em down
brodie got a bullet to his face for standin’ his ground
it’s a party on they block, i’m f+ckin’ it up
ion wanna kiss on the gang, i’m grabbin’ her b+tt
we in the party with bl!cks throwin’ gang signs
you took cuh chain, might die tryna take mines
you see me and lil bd, we dribblin’ up
me and ptv get up on ‘em, he givin’ it up
i just wanna f+ck a opp b+tch and make some shake
caught that n+gga lackin’, now he stink from his feet to his face
it’s a 40 on my hip, let’s drill some
you can’t hop in this beamer if you ain’t k!lled none

- eb3 lyrics

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