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ebk young joc – in they feelinz lyrics

[intro]
big dog, you don’t wanna see me p-ssed off
or altercation, i’m willing to blow your sh-t off

[verse 1]
big dog, you don’t wanna see me p-ssed off
or altercation, i’m willing to blow your sh-t off
so many bills in my pocket, ho, i can crip walk
five, four, three, two, one, i’m finna lift off
we don’t do the stocks, better stop, we drop the sticks off
lil’ baby drop it low, pick it up, i let the beat pause
i’m out here thuggin’ to the neck, no, i don’t need y’all
new sixteen on the beat, i’m a sleazeball
think he hardbody? oh, this n-gg- think he king kong
it ain’t nothin’, though, put this chop to his ping pong
sh-lls hit his body, watch that n-gg- do the seesaw
don’t try to run, n-gg-, this motherf-cker knock your knees off
hop in this load, better have your pole, i’m in heehaw
but anywho, my n-gg-s is goblins
we be mobbin’, n-gg-, you ain’t really solid
keep a couple sticks in this whip when we riding
b-tch buggin’, blowing up my phone, i decline it
stay out of my business, stay in yours, better mind it
we gon’ press play, double back, and rewind it
don’t get hunt down, these guns out, why you hiding?
f-ck a candlelight, they took my brother, so we sliding
f-ckin’ with them n-gg-s, better watch who you ride with
she gon’ hand it to me, what the f-ck i like buying?
i am not a dog, lil’ bitty, i’m a lion
shake shake, she gon’ pay pay, that’s my side b-tch
stop playing games, you never met a n-gg- like this
in juvenile, they had my -ss in yellow, that’s the high risk
me and hari hit for ten when was 12, that’s that life sh-t
my brother slid, i’m finna shoot, we ain’t the ones to fight with
bounce out the load, walk him down with this nightstick
at hugh hef, on n’ap boule, i’m done with all this nice sh-t (dead homies)
hugh hef, on n’ap boule, i’m done with all this nice sh-t (on dead homies)

[chorus]
n-gg-s broke, h-lla mad, in they feelings (they in they what?)
we sn-tching souls with this pole, not to mention (ayy, not to what?)
larry bird thirty-three, call it scottie pippen (we call it what?)
larry bird thirty-three, call it scottie pippen (ayy)
n-gg-s broke, h-lla mad, in they feelings (they in they what?)
we sn-tching souls with this pole, not to mention (ayy, not to what?)
larry bird thirty-three, call it scottie pippen (we call it what?)
larry bird thirty-three, call it scottie pippen (ayy, ayy)

[verse 2]
lil’ n-gg- like what’s up? what you wanna know?
n-gg-s nerds, on the gang, straght bozos
we don’t do the nines, h-ll nah, that’s a no-no
young n-gg- 15, broke as sh-t off in a stolo
b-tch play with my money, we gon’ fight, two t her, yolo
swap the four-oh for the glock-30 from lil’ bro-bro
you’s a dodo, you see them n-gg-s, it’s a go-go
can’t f-ck with certain n-gg-s, gotta watch, a lot of po-po
bro can’t do a drill unless he sniffed a little cocoa
thirty get to dropping, n-gg-s bouncing like a pogo
shout out my n-gg- guadalupe, n-gg- used to blow show
my migo in the hood got the poles for the low-low
that’s my cholo, and on the g, that n-gg- loco
ayy, hari b, remember doin’ drills out the volvo?
hot boys, we the wrong n-gg-s you wanna roll on
hot boys, we the wrong n-gg-s you wanna roll on

[chorus]
n-gg-s broke, h-lla mad, in they feelings (they in they what?)
we sn-tching souls with this pole, not to mention (ayy, not to what?)
larry bird thirty-three, call it scottie pippen (we call it what?)
larry bird thirty-three, call it scottie pippen
n-gg-s broke, h-lla mad, in they feelings (they in they what?)
we sn-tching souls with this pole, not to mention (ayy, not to what?)
larry bird thirty-three, call it scottie pippen (we call it what?)
larry bird thirty-three, call it scottie pippen

[outro]
hey, hey, bro
all these n-gg-s broke as f-ck, bro
they in they what?
they in they feelings

- ebk young joc lyrics

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