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gzzz - ebk jaaybo lyrics

[intro]
(ay ecko turn it up!)
yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
g block
g block, g block
yeah, yeah
southeast district n*gga
aye
yeah, yeah yeah yeah
yeah
yeah

[chorus: paypig2125]
ay ecko, turn this b*tch up, n*gga
and its a g43, i’ll put a drum in it
(yeah, yeah) freak b*tches, say daddy put yo thumb in it
and f*ck the five and f*ck the flies i dont f*ck with them
you know whats up with us
yeah i spilt them n*ggas bucket
ay i thought you had enough, n*gga
its a glock with a fully but it ain’t come with it
hit my asian n*gga, yeah i told him put the b*tton on it
and now we’re king, on my mama i smoked my own cousin
i thought y’all knew that
got up on that n*gga h*lla times and he ain’t blow back
n*gga, i been know that (yeah, yeah, yeah)
g sh*t, you can check my throwbacks
[verse: ebk jaaybo]
yеah, check my throwbacks
bend g’s, i’m the gеneral
i tried to face a opp, i missed his b*tch ass but he ain’t living though
ain’t never told, every charge i got i took it to the throat
my cousin from that side but i’m gon* if i ever see him up a four
still up for cuz, he was flopping around and trynna lo’
my 21 just touched down, throw him some cleats i know he trynna scope
free the reaper, when they let me out the pen’, ima slide some more
he poppin’ with his partners, ima make sure when i catch him that he die alone
reconstruct his face i hope that they don’t find his dome
n*gga snitced when sh*t get critical, blood, sometimes you gotta slide alone
lost my n*ggas to these streets and i can’t cry no more
load up them switches, dada who we sliding on?
(yeah, yeah)
ima get it done if i’m on the drill
creep up and shoot him in the face that’s how you know it’s real
it’s some demonic sh*t when i was off the perc, but this time i wasn’t on the pill
more strategic and focused on the k!ll

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[chorus: ebk jaaybo]
you ain’t no certified stepper ’till you smoke a certified k!ller
and if i could, i would smoke him and spit on him, i dont like n*ggas
slipping through the tribe with it
serve through every street ’till we find n*ggas
pump brake, jump out and get on him, this sh*t regular
should’ve seen what they was posting when he died, they was h*lla hurt
and i can’t lie they brought me pain but they felt it first
the grim reaper from my section
and if i die and go to h*ll i ain’t worried ’bout the devil cause i met him

[verse: ebk jaaybo]
last time i tried to* i can’t speak on that
your brother died, we screaming “aha” cause you can’t see him laugh
brother let me have way with the body, i’m respecting that
you shoot at me and miss i’m gon, i’m gon turn into a animal
still was making n*ggas run when i ain’t have a pole
feds sn*tched me up they trynna tell me that i sn*tched a soul
(yeah, yeah) sh*t all i know is i don’t know what went down
now they think it’s us every time it’s bodies in the south
(yeah, yeah) my, my, ain’t the same n*gga
monster born, i’m posted on the court with the grave diggers
told her i got to slide for pops, this the reason i’m a gang member
(yeah, yeah) and until we do that i’m gon’ remain singing
jump out, tweaking like i’m off the percy
but i’m sober
don’t need drugs or no music when i’m surging
turn off your phone, could close yo mouth i like it silent when i’m purging
you shoot at him, it’s respectin’
every time, you don’t gotta do it perfect
all this sliding need detergent for my cleats
and since you love your block so much we gon’ grab you in yo street
yank up and get his mamma gone that’s how i feel about e
rrari world, kasino world, before i rest my eyes to sleep i’m gon’ creep
g’s
yeah, i can’t cap about it
my mamma like, “son i know you slide but why you rap about it?”
i tell her left right and let the feds think i cap out it
ain’t gotta say too much y’all seen the way they fan me
[chorus: ebk jaaybo]
you ain’t no certified stepper ’till you smoke a certified k!ller
and if i could, i would smoke him and spit on him, i dont like n*ggas
slipping through the tribe with it
serve through every street ’till we find n*ggas
pump brake, jump out and get on him, this sh*t regular
should’ve seen what they was posting when he died, they was h*lla hurt
and i can’t lie they brought me pain but they felt it first
the grim reaper from my section
and if i die and go to h*ll i ain’t worried ’bout the devil cause i met him

[verse 2: paypig2125]
i dont f*ck with fly n*ggas, i’m a g member
i tote the drac’ cause when i bounce out i’m trynna eat n*gga
and if he ain’t never wiped a nose n*gga you won’t see me with him
and they know who walked up it was them g n*ggas
hot boy, bounce out, make ’em freeze n*gga
and i ain’t gotta break him off i make squeeze get him
but i am not saving no n*gga
spoke on the g’s that b*tch gleek now he gone n*gga
dead block i feel a ghost in it
ain’t come outside with yo strap, gales what’s wrong with you
i hear my name in a song i’m doing home visits
and squeeze shoot rob inside i brought a clone with me
and you won’t see me in that building ain’t no pole on me
yank up and sn*tch one ain’t no soul in me
b*tch, i’m smiling on that skit, yeah, what’s wrong with me
g block

- ebk jaaybo lyrics

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