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give that chain up - ebk jaaybo lyrics

[intro]
(jecca, that’s crazy)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
2500, i push the court like i was raised there (yeah)
push up on his ass with switch and make him stay there
we done smoked so many of our opps, this sh*t ain’t fair
you ever spanked a n*gga with no mask and had to change hair?
popped a n*gga with a fully and had to change guns
up there, i better not ever see you throw that gang up
checkin’ n*ggas’ temperatures, we makin’ rappers change up
checkout time, sit your ass down somewhere and give that chain up

[verse]
n*gga, left, right, sh*t get weird
if that n*gga duck the smoke, then we gon’ put it on his peers
don’t do the casper glocks, i ain’t had a p80 in years
fully jammin’ when it’s time to do my doug’, that’s the only thing i fear
ayy, but i know my baby gon’ f*ck it up
brain shot, all you saw was h*lla meat and chunks of blood
the same n*ggas that run they mouth, they gon’ run from us
if we add all the sh*ll cases up, n*gga, we done dropped a hundred*plus
n*gga, times ten
he ain’t outside, we gon’ bend his block and find his friend
he died from the first shot, came back alive
i popped his ass one more time, then he died again
n*gga, let’s slide again
on jordan court or montclair with lil nick
ayy, put that stock down, nightingale, i only play with sticks
no cap, bodies drop every time they drop a diss
when i shoot, it’s hard to watch out for the kids
yeah, this that murder music that they dance to
rap n*gga talkin’ ’bout some pape’, i got bag too
i done ran some cho out a b*tch that was ran through
hit when i was broke, i got some cho, start actin’ brand new
stupid ho, blocked her off my phone, i can’t stand you
yeah, i need a g fee, wh0re bucks
top hat, bend a jitty, you ain’t never scored once
puttin’ death on any n*gga i catch throwin’ fours up
name a time i seen a opp and i ain’t pop my door, blood
the reason why the score up, yeah, that’s us
up the fully on a stupid*ass b*tch, ayy, back up
and i done ran some n*ggas down, but i ain’t never ran once, n*gga
[chorus]
2500, i push the court like i was raised there (yeah)
push up on his ass with switch and make him stay there
we done smoked so many of our opps, this sh*t ain’t fair
you ever spanked a n*gga with no mask and had to change hair?
popped a n*gga with a fully and had to change guns
up there, i better not ever see you throw that gang up
checkin’ n*ggas’ temperatures, we makin’ rappers change up
checkout time, sit your ass down somewhere and give that chain up

- ebk jaaybo lyrics

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