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letra de ebk - 392 lil head

[intro]
(pipe that sh-t up, tnt)
gang, gang
(dmac on the f-ckin’ track)
beltgang
two four
b-tch, yeah
got them belts in here with me, n-gga

[chorus]
b-tch, i’m gmok (f-ck ’em), tobk
b-tch, i’m ybnk, b-tch, i’m everybody-k
b-tch, i’m gmok (f-ck ’em), tobk
b-tch, i’m ybnk, b-tch, i’m everybody-k

[verse 1]
b-tch, i’m gmok (f-ck ’em), tobk (for real)
we caught juan on ‘tirement, he was tryna dodge the drac’
we caught dog on 8 mile (the f-ck?), he still tryna hide his face (what now?)
we ain’t tryna have no fun, my n-ggas slidin’ every day
dog can’t talk ’bout no stomach shots, bet juan got popped all in his sh-t
ain’t gon’ talk ’bout ybn, them n-ggas tryna dodge broke [?]
man, who got some dog for sale? i’m tryna buy one of your pits
man, i hate this n-gga dirk, hе tryna pop off on a skit
b-tch, i’m murder gang k (for real), prefеr switches over dracs
b-tch, i’m murder gang k (for real), you prefer b-tches over plates (the f-ck)
just caught diddy stupid ass, he tried to run (crazy), but he can’t
i just missed a call from sony, they still tryna buy this tape (come here)
[verse 2]
b-tch, i’m everybody k (ebk), [?] got shot in the head
i just called kin phone, i forgot, that n-gga dead
n-gga, free my lace brother, he got picked up by the feds
outside bendin’ with the belts, it’s just me, shotta and hand (beltgang)

[verse 3]
can’t wait until they free lil’ bro, they gettin’ stepped on (ybn)
i’m shootin’ at this n-gga head, he got a vest on (blrrt)
bandgang tryna find new friends ’cause the rest gone (them n-ggas gone)
i just hopped out with a 9, i had a tec on me

[chorus]
b-tch, i’m gmok (f-ck ’em), tobk
b-tch, i’m ybnk, b-tch, i’m everybody-k
b-tch, i’m gmok (f-ck ’em), tobk
b-tch, i’m ybnk, b-tch, i’m everybody-k

[verse 4]
b-tch, i’m gmok
try a bin, you gon’ catch bullets from everybody way
i just shot him with the switch and this b-tch got hit with drac’
tez was aimin’ for his body, but he got shot in the face
(n-gga, yeah)
b-tch, i’m everybody-k, call my phone, i’m doin’ walkdowns (h-llo?)
he used to use his legs, his stupid ass got walked down (crazy legs)
last opp got shot up in his face, he can’t talk now (yeah)
i just jumped, i was in the track, he got halked down (get it?)
[instrumental break]

[chorus]
b-tch, i’m gmok (f-ck ’em), tobk
b-tch, i’m ybnk, b-tch, i’m everybody-k
b-tch, i’m gmok (f-ck ’em), tobk
b-tch, i’m ybnk, b-tch, i’m everybody-k

- 392 lil head

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