Lil $hawn (of PBG) - EBK lyrics

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Lil $hawn (of PBG) - EBK lyrics

[Intro] Shout out Tay Savage, man Shout out all the guys, man f** ALL the opps, man! Die five for the Kings! f** the Locs! f** Blake Block! f** Get Rich! f** any n***a that's trynna' click up with 'em! f** Lil' Duke, f** 'em all, man! f** 'em, f** Zone Six Man . . . go crazy! [Hook] b**h I'm anybody k**er, you can't f** with every n***a Every n***a ain't yo' n***a, so I only trust myself I don't trust none of these n***as n***as trynna' do my dirty, I put the pole to one of these n***as Bullets hot like Lucifer, it take the soul out these n***as I'm trynna' score on one these n***as Making goals out these n***as EBK, f** 'em all, I expose one these n***as f** 12, f** the L's, f** a Loc, f** Get Rich, f** Get Rich, and f** Blake, rest in piss! [Verse 1] f** the Kings, f** the Fin, the L's don't never come outside Cause them hoes know what we did They 'on want no smoke, they better off just smoking mid The Kings just wanna' fight, pull up wit' bats and clubs Let a King run up, up on me, I'mma let him eat the snub Zone Six K! [?], leave him dumb Whack [?], leave him numb That boy a b**h, that boy a fraud Opps look at me like I'm God, them n***as fear me n***as never seen me but I know these n***as hear me Let the Tec go 'till it's empty, catch Tyler, he catch fifty, light show! Run up on Demarco, cook him like some charcoal He better not leave the crib without his Bible Cause I got six n***as with me, my Disciples We shooting like we [?] [Hook] b**h I'm anybody k**er, you can't f** with every n***a Every n***a ain't yo' n***a, so I only trust myself I don't trust none of these n***as n***as trynna' do my dirty, I put the pole to one of these n***as Bullets hot like Lucifer, it take the soul out these n***as I'm trynna' score on one these n***as Making goals out these n***as EBK, f** 'em all, I expose one these n***as f** 12, f** the L's, f** a Loc, f** Get Rich, f** Get Rich, and f** Blake, rest in piss! [Verse 2] All eyes on me like 2Pac Posted up on Blake Block wit' like two Glocks See [?], he get face shots Now Folks [?] cause his face hot Bring that Tec out, now he really diddy bop Shorty only want me cause I stack the gwop, I stack a lot, I'm rocking Rocks, and I'm flee every [?] my team popping out If you ain't talking money, what you talking 'bout? I just speak a lotta' words so boy you better watch your mouth 'Fore I send goons to your door and have 'em f**ing watch your house All black hoodie, yeah, I do drills in Ralph So if you wondering who did it, I did it, f**? And all my n***as be wit' it, duh So if you sneak diss you gon' get it, buck! Got guns so big, make the toughest n***as wanna' get tucked Got so many hoes, man the best hoes they can get cut, if she wanna' act up And I love [?], I love shooting sh** up Catch a Loc at a party, we gon' send that b**h up Catch his a** outside, we gon' shoot his up Leave him and his crew for the ambulance to come pick up We taking n***as down who claim they next up, f**? [Hook] b**h I'm anybody k**er, you can't f** with every n***a Every n***a ain't yo' n***a, so I only trust myself I don't trust none of these n***as n***as trynna' do my dirty, I put the pole to one of these n***as Bullets hot like Lucifer, it take the soul out these n***as I'm trynna' score on one these n***as Making goals out these n***as EBK, f** 'em all, I expose one these n***as f** 12, f** the L's, f** a Loc, f** Get Rich, f** Get Rich, and f** Blake, rest in piss!