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letra de hotboiiz:4l - ebk young joc

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bow bow
brraah grraah
bow bow
bow bow
bow bow
grraah grraah

[verse]
she know she love me, i’m beatin’ her back in
bro called said he getting them racks in
we won’t come in we can’t get the strap in
freaky b-tch she tryna give me a lap dance
i might let her, we keep glocks and berrettas
brodie said he shootin whoever
ain’t no [?] under my sweater
and i promise you that i won’t let up
we got motion so tell them to catch up
if i up it then i’m tryna stretch somethin’
better pray you don’t be the next one
cause i’m comin for you and ya partner
sh-t i might just go back to my rastas
call me dumb then i might have to pop him
we gon’ pull up with uh and just drop him
f-ck the suckas, we don’t f-ck wit no oppa
every n-gga wit me clutchin’ the choppa
bro gon’ get him, no i told him i got ‘im
drop skee b-tch i hang wit dem goblins
its a problem then we gon’ come solve it
i get st-rdy keep [?] in joggers
this a thirty no godd-mn revolver
thats yo b-tch, sh-t i might just call her
up in bands n-gga i am not jawsin’
get straight to it oh we don’t do no talkin’
we outside you on internet bloggin’
put me in coach he ain’t no baller
twenty-one yeah that digit the block
was tryna spin you was thinkin’ we hot
without a pole we was still on the block
the ogs they ain’t give us a wock
hari member we was duckin’ from cops
but now look got us all at the top
from deuce deuces now we all got a glock
i told you everybody gon’ have a watch
long live my thugs man, long live bris thee mu, long live lay, long live slo-be man told you n-ggas its bout time we get on i ain’t even gon lie we at the top and we ain’t ever looking back down n-gga

[verse]
they said times a present so i copped some watches
know they hate we winning but they gotta watch us
free the thugs n-ggas
got some love for them
bust some slugs for them
yeah its pistols poppin’
why you out here actin like you really bout it
my thugs gone it got my mind clouded
we’ll pull up and shoot the five out it
b-tch i live for this and ill die bout it

[outro]
but they say everything what you do in the dark gon’ come to the light, i ain’t gon’ lie we them type of n-ggas that live in the dark, free all my motherf-ckin’ n-ggas man free lil sleaze free rsleaze free sleazy b free hari b man free mane free lil jaaybo man i ain’t gon’ lie man free the thugs southeast hotboiiz for life ebk n-gga huh

- ebk young joc

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