lirik lagu ebk pig - g elite
[intro]
(ayy echo, turn it up)
[verse 1: ebk jaaybo]
ayy, ayy, ayy
grease the ten mili’ down, this b~tch shoot perfect
gales took more then five shots, i know dude’s hurtin’
summer set a death trap, i wish you would turn it
some ashes off my baby micro drac’, i keep the wood [?]
a cake walk, i’ll spin that b~tch myself
survived them shots, i hit his phone and asked him how the fully felt
he tryna box, gon’ throw a bullet at that n~gga like odell beckham
ran out of breath from the chase so i couldn’t catch him
love the creator of fullys, that b~tton somethin’ special
cuz popped, i popped him to next week ’cause i tried to tell him
checked his resume, he ain’t got one, he is not a fellah
gave a few n~ggas the belt, the hood’ll vouch, you know i’m a stepper
but anyway, it ain’t a question if i’m valid
before the money came we was in the vista makin’ pallets
you don’t want smoke with the gz, it’s suicidal like cancer
ayy look, popped door and get him gone, i thought i had him
shot the f~ck out him, ever seen a n~gga check out?
pulled up for him but popped his bro too so no one left out
standin’ on g business, we all done did our dougie in the south
i went and caught one for the princ~p~l, ain’t do it for no clout
i heard he got ran down, better learn from him and keep stick
jumpin’ out strikers foreign so she thought i had the pink slip
eye for an eye and when it’s time gon’ do it on some g sh~t
i popped y’all homie, i ain’t gotta sneak diss (yeah)
[verse 2: ebk pig]
when i popped that dead b~tch i was all on my own
i done did some [?] sh~t to the [?]
i’m the one that get through, that’s why the playin’ like i don’t
we the ones that be on it, once that n~gga fall i’m pushin’ up and standin’ all on him
ayy fill him up, we overdose him
he was actin’ like a gangster before he died, you shoulda seen how he was postin’
how the f~ck you in your hood and still loafin’
yeah boy ain’t got a b so why you talkin’ like [?]
you ain’t no boy b~tch, ayy bend them n~gga’s block, i enjoyed this
i ain’t in that load for no reason, i’m tryna smoke sh~t
and diss me in them songs the quickest way to get you folks hit
ayy it’s all hats on monclair, gales, you n~ggas ain’t got no skits
this my second lap, wrap around again
man twanymaine ain’t mention how i had him runnin’ on the ten
we the real grab gang, can’t you see them n~ggas dead?
two n~ggas checked out after bkandz first bid, so shut the f~ck up
if you survived on that mission then he lucked up
it ain’t hard to catch a b, n~gga run up
jz, g block, g block
[outro]
yeah, n~gga
3k n~gga
n~gga we mobk, n~gga we the whole southk, n~gga
n~ggas know what we on, n~gga it’s only south east sh~t
g sh~t no 3 sh~t
n~gga, free mad maxx, n~gga
south east [?]
free dada, b~tch ass n~gga
i shot the f~ck out your homie too n~gga
we got victims over here n~gga
[?] know what i’m talkin’ ’bout belt to ass n~gga
[?]
[?]
talkin’ ’bout they the grab gang, shut your b~tch~ass up
you know i been head tapped a~ yeah you know, f~ck smack
[?] talkin’ ’bout you
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