lirik lagu ebk hotboiiz – everybody killa anthem
[intro: ebk young joc]
fool with it
d~mn, they say i’m on that bullsh~t (brrt, stick ’em, ha ha ha, stick ’em)
[verse 1: ebk young joc]
ooh, d~mn, they say i’m on that bullsh~t
disrespect my brother then we sliding with them broomsticks
yeah, you got it on you, it’s just on you, you don’t use it
when my n~ggas touch guns, they sliding, they gon’ abuse it
you n~ggas ain’t hardbody, why you putting it in your music?
you think that i’m slipping, then think again [?]
some real hotboiiz and my bébés, they really ruthless
ayy, toss the bro the hammy, he’ll blam, he know what to do with it
i’m riding with my brother, two thirties with us, that’s two [?]
juvie got the toolie, on mamas, he tryna screw n~ggas
we robbing everybody, my gang don’t do the new n~ggas
i got that sh~t on me, plus it ain’t hard, i’ll act a fool with it
[verse 2: skeamyru]
shoutout juvie, n~gga, i been wilding since a juvie, n~gga
ooh, sh~t, we finna pull another skit, this ain’t a movie, n~gga
ayy, ayy, i think it’s time for the kick~door
i’m schizo, b~tch, i been itching to let this sh~t blow
oowee, b~tch, you know a n~gga geeked
skeamyru the shooting guard, b~tch, my jumpshot on fleek, on the b
i’m tryna put a sucker on a tee
on a function with the roosters [?]
my heart cold, i promise it never fold
you [?] ain’t tryna slide, you ain’t jumping in this load
hotboiiz with me and we tryna sn~tch a soul
he tried to stuart little but he used to be my woe
[verse 3: ebk juvie]
i just want a mil, tell my mama that i made it
don’t play with your life ’cause my goons, they will take it
smoking cook, sliding down the block, you smell the fragrance
walk up on a n~gga close range and leave him wasted
oh no, b~tch, i’m a dog like scooby
we ain’t talking strips, lil’ b~tch, that’s where you lose me
i was gon’ send jaaybo, well, f~ck it, i’m sending tootie
.223s abusive, on my mama, they gon’ bruise heem
ayy, ayy, n~gga, and i ain’t gotta lie
i done seen some sh~t that’ll leave a n~gga traumatized
don’t [?] up in this whip, lil’ n~gga, you ain’t tryna slide
f~cking with them n~ggas and got hit and you wonder why?
we been taking trips back to back through the sucker side
n~ggas hit that cell, start writing, tryna summarize
n~gga, ayy, tryna summarize
n~ggas hit that cell, start writing, tryna summarize
[verse 4: ebk trey blood]
real n~gga, all facts, i can’t fake sh~t
call slo~be, now we sliding in that sp~ceship
late night on that gang hype, real gang sh~t
shh, b~tch, don’t say sh~t
big forties, n~gga, don’t bring no nines around
we do not f~ck with those ’cause n~ggas dying now
i’m really nightinganistan, got suckers hiding out
oowee, godd~mn, my n~ggas sliding now
me and hari b been everywhere that we can’t be
your bro a rat, there’s just some things that you can’t teach
you must be stupid thinking fake sh~t i can’t peep
demons in my head, i keep my pole to feel safe sleep
ayy, ayy, n~gga, i’m on that sh~t
i ain’t sliding with no pole if that pole don’t got a stick
[?] if he shooting when i miss
if i can’t get it out the b~tch, i’ma get it out her sis
f~ck it up, thooter, you better f~ck it
if i see a sucker in my section, i’ma rough heem up
ju just poured a four, we to the store to get them double cups
b~tches on our d~ck ’cause they see ebk coming up
[verse 5: ebk jaaybo]
park his whip, leave him there, jaaybo h~lla sleaze
still tripping over old sh~t and that’s on the g
he said my name so hari blood gon’ smoke him like some tree
that n~gga f~ck around and drown swimming in the deep
ayy, b~tch, is you gon’ set the play?
if you not then why the f~ck you smiling in my face?
that b~tch sucked the whole team, i asked her how it taste
marley just poured another four, now i’m outer sp~ce
free r$leaze out that jam, he’ll never tell
my shooters really upping scores and going straight to h~ll
feds watching, i’m still sliding with this stainless steel
thirteen was on a hype just tryna make a mil
nine milli, thirty stick’ll knock heem off the map
you n~ggas cuffing on these hoes [?]
these n~ggas perping in they songs but i’ma let ’em rap
nightinganistan, b~tch, we finna bring the 7 back, b~tch
[verse 6: ebk osama]
big dog and you lil’ n~ggas puppy chow
talking sh~t you not about, you need to cut it
f~ck around and start some sh~t you really not about
popping up and popping out, we bring them choppers out
chopper sounds got him shedding tears, n~gga, suck it up
rough heem up, had lil’ [?] come and f~ck heem up
knuckle up, b~tch, my n~ggas strapped like we buckled up
we’ll put that n~gga in that grave [?]
we kicked some n~ggas off the team, they wasn’t tough enough
oowee, free r$leaze, n~ggas eating cheese
n~ggas act like hercules until it’s time to squeeze
big glocks and xds make a n~gga bleed
hit a n~gga block and light it up like a chimney
wes caught the play, we just scored on the christmas trees
oowee, it’s a skit, my n~ggas hopping out
leave a n~gga body on the ground and call him pacquiao
n~ggas talking like they k!llers but they not sh~t
moshpits, bleed a n~gga body with this hot sh~t
acting like you n~ggas dogs, b~tch, i’m mike vick
mike sh~t, moonwalking on ’em with this [?] stick
[verse 7: ebk paywes]
never sucker~ducking, off the top, i’ma send some shots
i’m riding ’round the whole town looking for some opps
i’m on a bag chase, n~gga, that’s the only route
n~ggas h~lla g~y, only in it for the clout
but don’t come this way, boy, you gon’ get gunned down
i’m talking stick talk that’ll have your ass lost and found
just did a skit on the way, i’m doing a hundred now
marley c, mr. wh0rebuccs, he need it now
juvie ju might pop you so don’t make a sound
i bet this lil’ forty make a big n~gga back down
loose lips get your ass rushed to the ground
trey b dropping bullets off like he working out
like he working out, n~gga, like he working out
[verse 8: young slo~be]
[?] so this chopper get to talk it out
n~gga, ask around, found his body in the lost and found
n~gga, there’s opps in the party, we ain’t walking opps
what the fuss about, n~ggas mad that we running south?
left a n~gga [?], cuddie [?]
on the money route, h~ll nah, i ain’t in it for the clout (set)
last n~gga lost his life ’cause he wanna box it out
n~gga, if you really wanna ball you better box him out
f~ck n~ggas, when the last time i really trust n~ggas?
f~ck n~gga, b~tch, it’s nightingan, we really touch n~ggas
bleeding like a period, don’t get your cherry bust, n~gga
catch me on the road with it (yeah)
probably with a hoe, n~gga (set)
police think they on n~ggas (set)
time to switch that load, n~gga (yeah)
21~double~0, n~gga (set)
and we keep them poles with us (yeah)
see a opp, watch his body drop, get him gone, n~gga (ayy)
catch me on the road with it (set)
probably with a hoe, n~gga (yeah)
police think they on n~ggas (set)
time to switch that load, n~gga (yeah)
21~double~0, n~gga (ayy)
and we keep them poles with us
see a opp, watch his body drop, get him gone, n~gga
[outro: young slo~be]
gone, n~gga, ayy, get him gone, n~gga
swear to god, we’ll send you home, n~gga
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