EBK Jaaybo - I'm Koming (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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EBK Jaaybo - I'm Koming (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Yeah, yeah nigga
(That nigga B on the beat,
she gon' show her friend)
I ain't playin' with you
bitch ass niggas
Niggas know how I step on shit, nigga
I'm comin'
(That nigga Mir made the beat)
Lost my brother niggas knowing' what
I'm on, even my momma know
It's a hunnid in every K, what's
your chopper hold?
Them black crime vicious nigga, he
got cooked like some soul food
You go out like that
you are not a donk
Ain't in that load if baby
A's ain't in the car
Been sittin' on his ass for four
days, I felt that in my heart
Seen him in that intersection,
left that nigga's load parked
Wasn't really on that and he
ain't really make it far
When I ran into his ass it was over
Faced him like I took a selfie
of him, I got closе up
Hate them Townhome niggas, in thе jity
only time that I throw fours up
But ain't no pass for 44th,
niggas know we comin'
Niggas know what's comin',
niggas know we huntin'
Spin with blue flags, throw 'em off,
I think we on to somethin'
Stood over cuz with the switch
and started chokin' on me
How you the real boogieman and
we smoked your cousin?
Niggas always frontin', I'm through
Sacs for that, stop actin'
like you smoked my brother
Jump out, I love revenge, it's
always repercussions
Sit and wait, you know timin'
is of the essence
I function with the west, I
ain't trippin' over Kevin
Homies ain't feelin' that, it is what
it is, I know Baby K steppin'
I love Pig, I got scenes with
lil' bro, he on whatever
Don't take her back when she fat, that
mean you care you gotta let her
That's some free game for pimpin'
But back to this murder shit,
we some real killers
Every time I had to blow my pole, I
lost one so I was in my feelin's
That get back be feelin' great
it just hit different
Famous but still buy a striker
push that bitch to Stockton
Ayy, how you gon' speak on a
nigga that got it poppin'
Got up on cuh with fully switch
but it just started lockin'
Ain't even run back to the car,
I just started joggin' (Ayy)
My shit jam, I took the pole from
bro I ain't got no option
Before this rap shit got poppin,
I was fully rockin
Hundred thousand dollar Cuban
piece, this ain't S and I
Have the drop but I ain't have no
striker, I took the bitch ride
Gettin' shit done grab two more,
this gon' be my fifth time
I can tell this nigga never
did a stand over
Ain't ever had a momma
airbrushing t-shirts
Then went and birthed that pussy
bitch, I hope that she hurt
Yeah, took out that trash, big homies
can't say nothin' to me
Told BoyBoy he ain't got a body,
I ain't bumpin' with him
New nigga hopped inside that load
with me, he was fuckin with it
Damn near spinned they store by myself,
had 'em duckin switches
The last nigga was a weenie
but I still popped him
Semi-autos played out like
some Foamposites
When I was seventeen years
old I was dome poppin'
Left the house with micro Drac',
I ain't have no options
Spot a nigga I already know the deal
Fuckin' for hours off the Perc',
that how I know it's real
Know if I throw this euro back,
someone gettin' killed
Daddy dead, Demar dead, damn
nigga this a long list
Y'all dissin' me in songs, Bloods y'all
worrying about the wrong shit
The nigga out there smoked y'all
homie, nigga smoke him
Vance cousin died, next day
he made a whole diss
You shoulda doubled back, y'all
worried 'bout the wrong shit
Can't tell what you on so
we can bump, nigga sup
I'm that nigga droppin' pins, you
the one that makes store runs
Tell niggas send that lo' more than
several times, I'm gon' come
Some niggas say the Dracy thing
got kick but when I shoot
this bitch it don't jump
Don't bring your lil ho around
me, I'm gon' bump, I'm
not gon' fuck on her
Ayy, I'm gonna get some skins
Wasn't in the pen gettin' punched on
by suckas, no I ain't Lil Leek
Them 7th street niggas got bodies, we
ain't like the niggas from the P
Jumped out the Maybach with
Drac had to drop the ski
To be real I can't name one
opp that dropped on me
Really catching all the
B's don't let 'em cap
Only bringing Twany up when I tell
you that nigga really got no hats
Ayy, go catch you one
Four of your homies dead,
it's time to hang it up
I hate a bitch that act
boujee when she a duck
Any bitch that's talkin' 'bout
money gotta get me some (Gz)
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