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no hook - ebk hotboiiz lyrics

[intro: ebk juvie ju]
(brrt, stick ’em, ha*ha*ha, stick ’em)
free marley

[verse 1: ebk juvie ju]
heard you be fightin’ over hoes like you popeye
ayy, and i only tell the truth no i cannot lie
the suckas be inside, on my momma they is not sly
gang sh*t, i just chased some [?] from my asians
we strapped up, all my n*ggas armed and dangerous
[?] still pimpin’, taking blues on her *n*s
chase a n*gga down with this mask like i’m jason
ooh*wee, d*mn, i’m the jankster
ayy ayy, quick to line you up just like a taper
she wanna kick it, do i look like ric flair?
ayy, and free my n*ggas out the dog pound
middle school days kicking dogs we was all in
[verse 2: ebk durkio]
ayy, b*tch i got that sh*t on me
ayy, who asked you?
we slidin’ [?] so n*gga what you wanna do?
juvie ju in the back, yеah you know he quick to shoot
got the drops in the addys and all my n*ggas slidin’ through
glock 19 fully prеss a nun, just to [?]
n*ggas be flexin’ with that strap, yeah that sh*t be kinda cute
you better stop before i have joc come and strip you out yo shoes
true story, all that, i ain’t got a lot of [?]
i got some n*ggas bangin’ one, got some n*ggas bangin’ blue
if you snooze then you lose, but that sh*t choosin’ [?]
f*ck a scholar, i need dollars, n*gga
word to my poppa, lotta n*ggas sayin’ they gang but we ain’t put them on the roster n*gga
f*ck them random n*ggas, y’all belong in a foster, b*tch
i don’t [?], but she know it’s gonna cost her
i’mma sleaze but i pass the ball
we shootin’, no basketball
we don’t f*ck with n*ggas, ’cause these n*ggas they be cattin’ off
one false move, and i bet hari let that ratchet off
rip pops and them, one day and i’mma reap with y’all

[verse 3: ebk jaaybo]
lil’ glocks, lil’ chains, n*gga knock it off
he was speakin’ on the gang so i’mma knock him off
n*ggas talkin’ like scarface, but they kinda soft
b*tch said “i just got my check” i told her drop it off
so what you wanna do?
big glocks on deck so if i see you i’mma shoot
this clip hold 50, i’mma give ’em 32
then double back, and feed the rest to his dudes, ayy
i’m geekin’ on this b*tch like where my sh*t at?
the sh*t that i’m totin’, i leave a n*gga with his sh*t back
big chop turn a house party to a kickback
couple skits we can’t speak on but b*tch we did that
n*ggas really pathetic and i ain’t feelin’ it
hotboiiz, and i know the real n*ggas hearin’ this
as long as i’m rockin’ with this glock, i ain’t fearin’ sh*t
shiesty, leave a n*gga bleedin’ like a period
woah, i just ran off on the plug
gang gang, i just tripped a n*gga for his drugs
b*tch, want me to cuff? yeah you dreamin’
ayy, gave the b*tch the d*ck now she fiendin’
slide through your block sweepin’ like we cleanin’
gang, grindin’ from the am to the pm

- ebk hotboiiz lyrics

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