ebk jaaybo – 12-7 lyrics
[intro]
(brrt, stick ’em, ha+ha+ha, stick ’em)
[chorus]
hey, just show out and do your doug’, n+gga, that’s how you make the team
nightingale, 2100, blood, this the place to be
walk him down, make sure he ain’t breathin’ when the drakey speak
lash gang, 12+7 bangin’, baby, free the team
creep up on him broad day, send him where them bodies go
when i slide, baby, ride passenger, don’t lock the door
hit a n+gga top, i’ll think about it when i know he gone
he pulled a move, blood know he wrong
[verse]
push up on him, get that n+gga gone, that’s what the homie said
hе said f+ck who? that n+gga know he dead
marley thought i said shoot, it’s somеthin’ wrong with brodie head
spark the dodie, free the homies locked down in the feds
if you ever see a sucker, better drop some shots
before i hugged a b+tch, on gang, i hugged the block
don’t get to tellin’ your co+d when them cages lock
that n+gga disappointed team when them papers dropped
chopper light a n+gga up like it’s citrus in it
i’m only seventeen ballin’, but i been that n+gga
flippin’ n+ggas, hop in the foreign to get these n+ggas
just let me know if it’s fonk, ’cause we can drench these n+ggas
my demons comin’ back again, i need to shake ’em off
name a n+gga with a chain i seen and i ain’t break ’em off
take it off, you don’t wanna die, just take it as a loss
they popped bro and had to pay the cost
[chorus]
hey, just show out and do your doug’, n+gga, that’s how you make the team
nightingale, 2100, blood, this the place to be
walk him down, make sure he ain’t breathin’ when the drakey speak
lash gang, 12+7 bangin’, baby, free the team
creep up on him broad day, send him where them bodies go
when i slide, baby, ride passenger, don’t lock the door
hit a n+gga top, i’ll think about it when i know he gone
he pulled a move, blood know he wrong
[outro]
hey, just show out and do your doug’, n+gga, that’s how you make the team
nightingale, 2100, blood, this the place to be
walk him down, make sure he ain’t breathin’ when the drakey speak
lash gang, 12+7 bangin’, baby, free the team
creep up on him broad day, send him where them bodies go
when i slide, baby, ride passenger, don’t lock the door
hit a n+gga top, i’ll think about it when i know he gone
he pulled a move, blood know he wrong
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