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letra de donks - ebk bckdoe

[intro]
aye, yeah
b-tch ass boy
n-gga
aye, aye, aye
hey there he go

[chorus: ebk jaaybo]
shot the f-ck out a couple n-ggas, you know i’m a donk
was toting baby k’s in 8th grade, i been poppin’ doors
chase gales with fully on his block, he tried to drop and roll
aye i been on 7 since a pup, i feel like papa loc
yeah got scenes on them n-ggas block, don’t let ’em lie to you
still ain’t got back for the last 4, y’all need to find some shooters
know these n-ggas ain’t gon’ be outside, but we slidin’ through it
a few n-ggas checked out after slo’, you ain’t peep?
shut the south down, got these n-ggas scared to throw thеy 3s
i can’t hit the county jail turnt down like hb
was hopping out when i was fat n-gga, still i usе my feet
turn my phone off, wiped him down, could show you how to catch a b

[verse: ebk jaaybo]
big g’s, they think it’s safe ’cause i’m on y but it’s a blitz loaded
known for poppin’ n-ggas with it, they know that draks got that switch on it
got the game from wh0rebuccs, ain’t got that bag can’t even l!ck on me
bumped into a nerd, came up on 2-3 with a stick on it
known for sliming sh-t, baby we ain’t them
triple tapped the switch, make sure that you shoot it by the rim
he dropped a pen i hooped on and now he ain’t ever by the gym
cuz tried to run, he took all back shots like a thick b-tch
sent the hoe, he almost died for thinking with his d-ck
keep lil turt and d low by my side, you know how it get
caught him and popped his b-tch ass, knew he was counterfeit
rest up to the g’s and 3-4’s, i know they proud of this
[verse: ebk bckdoe]
g block, yeah ((free the left rights, rip ‘sama))
come on n-gga, bloods ((southeast n-gga))
free draks, n-gga
b-tch i’m a donk, get up close shot the f-ck out him
lock your b-tch up, ’cause i think she tryna f-ck mani
all my sukkas broke in the bity, never touched ours
took a p-ss after the skit to wash out gunpowder
i’m with the sneaky snake sh-t, so i peeped dude
bounce out, footed through they sh-t, watch me creep through
yanked up and dunked on them n-ggas, got the b too
and i got blood on the 5, f-ck the east too
i love turts don’t call him that ’cause he ain’t slow but he score
free draks, free ski, need to free my brother lo
first n-gga bouncing out, last n-gga in the load
b-tch it’s the south east, i’m so two-one double o

[chorus: ebk jaaybo]
shot the f-ck out a couple n-ggas, you know i’m a donk
was toting baby k’s in 8th grade, i been poppin’ doors
chase gales with fully on his block, he tried to drop and roll
aye i been on 7 since a pup, i feel like papa loc
yeah got scenes on them n-ggas block, don’t let ’em lie to you
still ain’t got back for the last 4, y’all need to find some shooters
know these n-ggas ain’t gon’ be outside, but we slidin’ through it
a few n-ggas checked out after slo’, you ain’t peep?
shut the south down, got these n-ggas scared to throw they 3s
i can’t hit the county jail turnt down like hb
was hopping out when i was fat n-gga, still i use my feet
turn my phone off, wiped him down, could show you how to catch a b

- ebk bckdoe

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