ebg ejizzle - paralyzed lyrics
[intro]
i seen n+gga [?]
yeen even gon’ pray for that brother or sum
1 richiey get money
bezzle gang,523700
[chorus]
i been steppin’ on sh+t so long, my opps wish i was paralyzed (paralyzed)
so when i cut that lil b+tch off she went and f+cked the other side (she went and f+cked on the opps)
in this snitchin’ sh+t run in yo blood yo brother testified (you know yo brother told)
and yo say you shot at jizzle hol up, b+tch you know you lied (cap ass n+gga)
i been steppin’ on sh+t so long my opps wish i was paralyzed (wish a n+gga would)
so when i cut that lil’ b+tch off she went and f+cked the other side (f+cked the other side)
in this snitchin’ sh+t run in yo blood, yo brother testified (you know your brother told)
and yo say you shot at jizzle? hold up, b+tch you know you lied (bezzle gang)
[verse 1]
n+gga, active on the net im active in these streets (in these streets)
if i don’t die by my respect i’ma die by ebg
don’t know who opps i’m sending shots its either you or me (its you or me)
if i ain’t slime with these glocks we keep the 223, ar with me
you had a clear shot on my face and still went for my arm (huh)
and how you braggin’ on that wax and you ain’t even knowin’ (lame ass n+ggas)
i’m done with beefing with these n+ggas mane, sh+t getting boring
and my n+gga made yo mama move the next morning
[chorus]
i been steppin’ on sh+t so long, my opps wish i was paralyzed (paralyzed)
so when i cut that lil b+tch off she went and f+cked the other side (she went and f+cked on the opps)
in this snitchin’ sh+t run in yo blood yo brother testified (you know yo brother told)
and yo say you shot at jizzle hol up, b+tch you know you lied (cap ass n+gga)
i been steppin’ on sh+t so long my opps wish i was paralyzed (wish a n+gga would)
so when i cut that lil’ b+tch off she went and f+cked the other side (f+cked the other side)
in this snitchin’ sh+t run in yo blood, yo brother testified (you know your brother told)
and yo say you shot at jizzle? hold up, b+tch you know you lied (bezzle gang)
[verse 2]
bezzle gang!
n+gga playing foul, get hit with that tec (buh!)
and i ain’t the type to hold my tongue i get sh+t off my chest (i get sh+t off my chest)
up that semi and they run, 62 eat through vest (they know to run)
i don’t promote the peace, you know i’m not no ron artest
i got a spin once again ’til we get ’em gone (get ’em gone)
and i know where [?] stay, i barely write my song
so when we get the drop we pull up know we doing wrong
bezzle gang, cgk now you can end the song
f+ck the opps
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