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est gee – members only lyrics

[intro]
(this is greedy money)
(dubba+aa flexin’)

[verse 1: est gee]
lame n+ggas wanna hang with us but ain’t bang with us
slang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us
gang members, real pain+givers like a train hit ’em
f+ck the game up, me and my n+ggas rain a train in it
why they playing with us? they know est the big [?]
gave too many blues to you, they slide throwing crip slides (this is the sound)
pill popping, if i did stop then i’d miss quan
55 zoski shooting drive, we ain’t scared to die
casey seen me laid up, made me cry, thought i lost my eye
i don’t care who with ’em in that ride, everybody die
you ain’t one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundrеd times
he be lying, hе ain’t outside, popping sh+t on live
big slime, i’ma give a dime up for the location
n+ggas hoes, we gon’ tote these poles, f+ck probation

[verse 2: 42 dugg]
thug n+gga hate them blood n+gga, still a cuz k!ller
drug dealer full of 35, we gon’ buy him out
made my first m with cmg, like, “what you buy now?”
all+white, i rock off white, b+tch, that’s stock price
bad b+tches spend they last with me, ain’t never had one
[?] bricks for thirty+three a piece, i’m tryna grab one
i’m the bad son, mama say she still love me though
cameras in the bedroom, it’s hard for me to trust these hoes
f+ck these bows, i done seen a [?] selling bricks, n+gga
how you serving fiends? b+tch, i only sell to rich n+ggas
ass+kissing, baby, keep it pushing, i ain’t your last n+gga
fast whips, d+mn near hit the car, i’m tryna stash sh+t
past tense, i got a driver now, but even he know
i keep that nickel on me, so if they hoop me, n+gga, keep going
bring all them birds to me, [?]
free [?] and free [?] fighting a body
b+tch, i hope we beat it three times, you fail, we gon’ keep trying
quez been sliding ’til somenody k!lled, he gon’ keep sliding
[?] d+mn near got a graveyard
shoutout to the prosecutor, that’s the one who saved y’all
b+tch, i’m like, “who raised y’all?” i don’t need no days off
i pick up when that fate call, b+tch
[verse 3: est gee]
yeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved make the hate strong
making plays how i made my name, it ain’t take long
dropping some vanilla in my [?] set the taste off
pull off make me wait long, i ain’t no sitting duck
second [?] with that ice like a hockey puck
if you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us
n+ggas in that field wearing [?] like they [?]
[?] got your peoples’ noodle touched, y’all need to tighten up
we gon’ get this money, give a f+ck ’bout n+ggas liking us
ain’t no winning fights with us, you know that we gon’ ride it up
you better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something
whipping all n+ggas work, they wrist hurt like they writing something
i brought all my dawgs into that huddle like i’m mike or something
police found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy
better have your head on a swivel while in traffic
gangster everywhere except my [?]
i’m a made man if an opp n+gga asking
with traps in every side county close except for [?] n+gga

- est gee lyrics

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