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letra de eos - gee gotti & lee drilly

[verse: lazy]
hop out, walk up, get closer
keep one in the head, no holster
ain’t no chopper on the scene, we gon’ poke him, slump him
probably do him like noah
throwed kev got put in a coma
drop o’s like bagels in toasters
i know chavo gon’ up it and flock
last o walked home in his socks
o to the o, they both getting shot, dropped
free quano, he stuck on the rock
you a light b-tch, don’t move like a barbie
off the muddy, don’t f-ck up bacardi
b-tch, we throwfirst, we don’t know what they started
n-ggas smoking on bg, we dodge it
like what, say what, i can’t wait till i catch osama, i’ma flock him, pop him
free bro, he still fighting them charges
he spinning like pеter, we park him
put an o in his hat like a dolphin, coffin
bеtter take off when we toss and spark him
ebk, b-tch, i’m not jacking harlem
ari say, “get him,” you know that i got him
ain’t no way i could go out like roscoe
spin through the hill, gotta swerve through the potholes
jah want a nine with the nine like rondo
tbag dope, tryna creep through the condos
smoking country like herbo, pass me the posto
last pick was a b-tch, he got shot with his osmos
lil bro wanna spin, false moves get your lights off
try to fall back, me and you, it’s a iso
lot of n-ggas got boomed tryna spin through the night though
spin through the hill, gotta swerve through the potholes
jah want a nine with the nine like rondo
tbag dope, tryna creep through the condos
smoking country like herbo, pass me the posto
last pick was a b-tch, he got shot with his osmos
lil bro wanna spin, false moves get your lights off
try to fall back, me and you, it’s a iso
lot of n-ggas got boomed tryna spin through the night though
oh, i heard it’s a o party
we just put a new opp in a whole marty
drilly gang get you flamed, we need no army
f-cked a b-tch by mistake, i am so sorry
but f-ck that, jiggy man wanna diss, really get back gang, lil loc in the spliff
let’s talk about you got shot by a b-tch
and ain’t never get back, told the lawyer you a snitch
oh, they stunting, shoot a opp broad day up in public
bullets chasing all them n-ggas running
don’t gotta get back, shooting sh-t for nothing
and he rapping that he tough, but he wasn’t
since yellow got popped, b-tch, i been busting
this b-tch tryna f-ck, i told her to suck it
it’s back to the block ’cause i’m thot hunting
listen, this is my brother, for him i do life
billy demon sliding on a bike
mula, he with me, always wanna fight
skee know keep a sitchy, and locshe is tight
but i ain’t worried about beef, ’cause i get to the bag
but i ain’t one of them, he grips with a mag
they got nba stats like rip with a mask
you got one shot, if you miss, that’s your ass
but you tried it, that was cute
now when e-wuu see you, he gon’ boom
running round in these streets acting loose
bullets they hit him, tighten up his screws
heard the opps said they gon’ go ku
and they gon’ put knocks in her boot
but they ain’t gonna get a chance to oot
young leemy r-t-rded, went dumb with his deuce
talk on bro, we gon’ fill him with lead
young lou demon, all they see is red
tryna sleep him, i ain’t talking bed
i stay with a band like the movie ted
i be tripping, gotta sip my meds
ebk, like i said what i said
a million views to get the n-ggas heads
f-ck with the opps and now everything dead
but don’t let me get the drop on they block
thinking that we gon’ plot on they block
they take sh-t on the hop on they block
lenny and eazy, that’s box after box
and i’m bending like block after block
and i’m sending like shot after shot
i’ma call them a flock after flock
’cause it is what it is, and he died what he got
why they capping, they rats, never did sh-t
blockwork ran rick, never did sh-t
b-tch, we up on a hit like the hit list
country tree, brody light it like christmas
lil smooch tried to come to my block
but she with the opps and get shot for them videos
i been spinning so much with the knocks
soon as i hit an opp, send shots at his stereo
o to the o, b-tch, i’m spinning, bro
never pass on drill, b-tch, i’m letting go
chavo told me, “don’t miss,” had to get up close
got a mask on the drill, they’ll never know
backseat like a tree, try to up and blow
last o got shot for a f-cking post
did he mean what he said? we ain’t never know
how you smoking on bro and get f-cking smoked (country)
how you smoking on bro and get f-cking smoked
i’m back in, like
so i heard it’s doa to sb
f-ck that, i’ma let my tecs speak
love my chain sn-tcher, free mb
r.i.p. dummy, hit him with a deady
and i ball on the court like a lefty
let’s link up with our chop? then come test me
new opp (oh my god) on the jayripk got me deady
smoke his deads, you know how it be
cuzzy make it happen on the scene
see an opp, might turn him into weed
mix everyone with eric, that’s the eazy-e
but hold up, heard the locs and them tryna be soldiers
tryna spin with a knife and he froze up
lil loc gang the 2020 noah

- gee gotti lee drilly

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