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letra de all aboard - ebk young joc

[intro]
i been taking drugs tryna ease my pain (kiing ty made it)
i lost my dogs to the system, sh-t ain’t been the same (moneybagmont, you making hits)
i lost my dogs to the system, sh-t ain’t been the same
we done fell out with some n-ggas who went against the grain (what the f-ck?)
who went against the grain (what the f-ck?)
we done fell out with some n-ggas who went against the grain (aye, what the f-ck?)
who went against the grain (aye, what the f—)
we done fell out with some n-ggas who went against the grain (aye, aye)

[verse]
i been taking drugs tryna ease my pain
i lost my dogs to the system, sh-t ain’t been the same
we done fell out with some n-ggas who went against the grain
thought he was bro, when i called he left me in the rain
i know it’s crazy what these n-ggas’ll do for the fame
but ain’t it crazy what these n-ggas want do for they name
we broke him off, he acting selfish, we do for the gang
all aboard, b-tch, we mobbing, got [?] on the plane
and you can’t tell a n-gga nothing, i’m true to the gang
pops used to tell me c-ck it back [?]
this sh-t ain’t nothing, piece of cake, it’s like [?]
how you a shooter? when you shooting you shoot without aim
i just wanna know
if you gon’ ask him then go ask him how we come for bro
doe dropped a twenty, i’m gon’ follow up, drop thirty more
i just threw ten in my mouth, got these b-tches froze
it ain’t no n-gga f-cking with me, no, not even close
he think he thugging, oh, he thugging ’til he get exposed
we been outside and it’s glocks at us at any show
g-l-o-c-k, yeah, [?] we don’t rock with those
and all that talking on the net’ll get your partner smoked
knock ’em down, i ain’t talking ’bout no dominoes
get him gone, speaking spanish, baby, adiós
i been tryna chase a bag since a snotty nose
been tryna drop something
aye, keep flocking, we ain’t stopping ’til the cops coming
and every album that i drop, i’m getting guap from it
eeny, miny, moe, tiger by toe, you ain’t no hotboii
now that’s some real ism
if you ask bro bet that’s for sure, no, i don’t feel n-ggas
meet me at the store, meet without a pole, now that’s gon’ feel different
i threw him ten, throw him twenty more until the steel [?]
ah-ah, ah-ah, be with some real n-ggas
police ain’t even ask you nothing, got to still snitching
i told lil baby that she probably worth a mil ticket
she gon’ [?] but [?] ’til that pill kick in
and that’s just how it go
you got a stock on your bl!ck, that is not a pole
how you [?] and f-ck on tricks but say you not a hoe
but say you not a hoe

- ebk young joc

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