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yus gz - ebs cypher lyrics

[intro: yus gz]
grah, grah
like
(brodie gon fl!ck’, he tryna+)
grah grah, like

[verse 1: yus gz]
move look’ bussin’
bend through the mitch, lookin’ for a cousin
if he black tint, they be duckin’
on they block, we done had n+ggas runnin’ (ahh ahh)
[?]
i popped out, he ain’t know i was [?]
the gun keep blowin’, i keep throwin’
he think he crazy? then show em’
like ah, [?] 48 nazzy dead, bros on face
ldot, ratty, like, let’s play
like, oh they doa? get out the way (ahh)
like, they tryna bluff it, like, he okay?
[?] that’s how noah got stomped on his face
new opp dead, we still smoke blay
bet, if he run, throw the beam on his face

[verse 2]
like, come here, he picking up pace
[?] throw the beam on his face
like, like oh he think i’m laced?
watch this 38, don’t leave no trace
oh, wait, i think i see rey
like deady, 16k
hol’ on, wait, like he tryna play
bet, with this 40, [?]
[verse 3: scottie2hottie]
li+like what, get out the way when i boom, better duck
talkin’ on bro, bet, it’s up
jdotty2hottie gon’ pop out the cut
we smoke c+hii, nazzy, punch
get out the way, i know brodie gon’ dump
ba+back out gang, if he reach for his gun
big 48, he ain’t seen n+ggas come (ahhhh)

[verse 4]
why he movin’ funny? why he movin’ [?]
don’t go out like dotty, this sh+t ain’t a game
notti, bobby, you can see it on the frame
scottie2hottie up it and let it frame
o+on bro, its so many opps i can name
[?] edotty was sick in the brain
like, f+ck [?] he died in his shh
like we smoke nazzy [?]
[?] got hit, should’ve stayed in his lane
48 banging if he yellin’ [?]
why the [?] on d+ck? they keep on sayin’ my name
like [?] ain’t go on a chain
we lost bro, we tryna let it bang
walk up, gang up, booming from a range
f+ck [?] i’m tryna make a+ like f+ck [?] i’m tryna make a [?]
[verse 5: yus gz and ?]
at the v, throw 5, i throw double
like like i’ma flame em’
like zelly got clapped up, n+ggas laced em’
when i bend through the [?]
like i’m tryna see where they be
one got fl!cked in his bean [?]
word to bro, i wanna know what you did to my+
you ain’t k!llin’ my side, then that dumb sh+t cap
like i’m tryna [?] on my gun
when we bend through both, ain’t no way he gon’+
if he run up, [?]
like, on the mitch tryna fl!ck it for fun
like an+and why n+ggas dead with no gun?
i’ve been feenin’ to fl!ck, tryna throw me a ton
broad day, we done up, made n+ggas run
o+oyk, notti, punchin’ my lung (notti)

[verse 6]
better pick up a g and go slide
like, we tryna fl!ck on they side
like, nazzy, bobby, dead in the sky
like zelly got hit in his chest and he dropped
if he jackin’ 150, i been tryna flock
like get out the way when i blitz, you get dropped
i’m with ab da jet, tryna blitz on the [?]
like, first one we see, he get knocked out his top
[verse 7]
b+tch, i got 40s and [?]
if he spin through [?] i won’t let em’
like, bullets gon’ rip through his [?]
[?] just watch how i get em’
like, b+tch, i’ma up it and fl!ck
[?] duckin’, n+ggas runnin’ rick
cre+creep up, i’m tryna walk through the mitch
if they ain’t outside, we spinning through the 6
like, b+tch i’ma up it and throw
notti dead, like where was his pole?
[?] dead, suicide notes
like he should’ve backed out his+
like he should’ve backed out his pole
see his face, then he flow
i get to boomin’, get low
[?]

[verse 8]
b+tch, is you f+ckin’ or not? (like what)
if not, get the f+ck out the spot
she call me daddy, but i ain’t her pops
dotty keep going, i know we gon’ pop
sliding through [?] me and my pole
tryna make a n+gga meet allah
ebs, everybody shot
talkin’ on the bros, better keep a knock
sh+she wanna f+ck cause i’m lit
sh+she say “[?] you him”
one hand on her waist, one hand on her tits
she throw it back, watch me cl!ck
push up on who? i’ma fl!ck
every [?] you see, i’m selling on that sh+t
[?] i don’t care if you crip
if its up and it’s stuck, i’m takin’ that trip

[verse 9]
th+they keep saying lotti, what happened to bobby? (bobby)
if he loafing, toast him in that lobby
free [?] we was smokin’ on nazzy (nazzy)
when he free, i’ma roll up the notti (notti)
doowop got hit, ain’t recover
catch dd, get sent to his brother
if he spinnin’ on feet he gon’ leave on a+
he spinnin’ on feet he gon’ leave on a stretcher
48, [?] i was rollin’
we beefin’ forever, this sh+t never over
tryna [?] back of the toaster
bullets [?] heavy, hit like a boulder
when i went black, i been tryna geek
he jack doa, we knock em’ off his feet
lil tjay got [?] he wasn’t tryna+
lil tjay got [?] he wasn’t tryna tweak

[verse 10: ab da jet]
bullets beat em’ [?]
them n+ggas really don’t tweak
he running fast, he ran out his [?]
he ran out of gas, we left em’ on e
like “oh, they playin’ hide and go seek?”
ain’t no duck, duck, goose [?]
wasca, charlie was fl!cked in a v
be+better duck when you run into me

[outro]
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