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ebk jaaybo - don't trust me كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
f_ck flyboyz n_gga, you know what’s up n_gga
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
bumped into him wit my fully switch, i was gettin’ on
i can’t even act like they ain’t spin for folk but who spin the most? (aye)
that sh_t get me in my feelings when i think bout slo, aye
can’t lie that get me in my feelings when i think bout bro
that sh_t f_cked your baby bro up
i’ve been spinnin’ n_gga, tryna catch me one
i’m gon’ get it n_gga and i’m on you if you wit them n_ggas
could’ve caught a trippie homi, i ain’t do it, it was b_tches in that load

[verse]
gotta show me who you better then, i’m takin’ leebo wit me, i know twin draks step on sh_t
not from the hood if nick died and you ain’t politic, x em’ from the hood everybody know that joc a b_tch
run the hood, who gon’ say some, i gotta a lot of skits
got blood on evеry side even minе that was just golitic
north n_gga was wit his hoe, i tried to pop the b_tch
outside his sh_t, fiendin’ for this body, i got c_cky now
2,100 sh_ll cases on they sh_t, we dropped a lot of rounds
smoked they homie, sh_t been quiet, what they hollerin’ bout?
oh y’all ain’t talkin’ now, keep my dread head wit me, he look asian, he done walked a couple n_ggas down
and that’s some sh_t that i can’t cap about
took that route for pimpin’ on that young b_tch, oh you rappin’ now?
this sound stupid, really almost k!lled his ass, but i just laughed it out
pop got skits on it for every one of us cause it’s been passed around
i just_, i just_, i just need another body, it’s gon’ come to me
told brodie flush them n_ggas from the fun, they gon’ run crazy
turned the camera around on them b_tch n_ggas, told em’ “bump wit me”
hit the n_gga six times wit the switch, he tried to run from it
i’m the reason why a fly n_gga gon’ why they cap like it ain’t me?
it seem like every dread head n_gga that i know clappin’ heat
my young life a trench n_gga, he like jumpin’ out the backseat
it was cold, caught that one boy loafin’ and i clapped_
can’t tell you where it was just know i left buddy on that backstreet
clap that b_tch up like a ceremony
my forgiato tire popped, put on a spare for em’
we’re in leebo ear like “we gon’ cook this n_gga if he stare longer”
a weird weirdo, i got skits so i ain’t playin’ wit these n_ggas
paranoid, a n_gga look at my neck too long, i’m gon’ k!ll em’
me and leebo the jeff and 50 in the gitty we like hitler
knew i was slimy as a kid, i was sittin’ and watched the k!ller
call me a crash but i’m just on a murder mission
d_mned the brodie about not eating the cheese and he still bit it
homies givin’ game, tellin’ me don’t slide, i ain’t listen
i answer back like “we lost bro but you trippin’, you soundin’ like the b_tches”
that’s my real n_gga, blood i’m on that
do the dash wit the switch, i can’t go back
just cut off all my ex_b_tches wit they broke ass
they ain’t got no bag, aye
i just ran it up another five_hundred bands off a mixtape
they said, “them ebk n_ggas broke”, what that b_tch say?
aye let me up pape
told em’ it’s one up top when he grab the pole because i don’t think he ever upped drac’
pushed the bro aside, i know what i’m gon’ do
don’t know who in here but when i bounce outside this load i’m just gon’ shoot, aye
seen it in his eyes he ain’t never k!lled a human being
searchin’ for love in these streets, i ain’t know what it mean
sometimes i ask why god do this sh_t to me
lost bro and think about that sh_t at night and cry, it hurt me deep
i’m in a fast car, gz i’m bouncin’ out this stolen v
they say it’s rap cap but i know i popped some from the three
seventh street, the biggest g, not just one, a couple b’s
jumped all over cuz, he couldn’t get away, left em’ sleep
bend uncle scribner street, can’t wait to catch me one in the p’s
told donny ain’t no coppin’ pleas, over ‘soma i’ma smoke some in the east
can’t wait to say i’m 2_1k, i’m so sleeze
this sh_t golitical, gotta stand on ten when you in this sh_t too deep
i drop that sh_t but throw it up when i’m wit greeze
not sayin’ waunte name again, he ain’t even got no beef
that’s hamalee, before i spint, i told em’ i was finna creep
a couple strikes at my part though, ain’t run wit 4 keys
every 3 n_gga said they “black mode”, don’t even know bleeze
that my lil opp b_tch, she ain’t mad that i said “f_ck squeeze”
ran a n_gga down, since then been hard to get some sleep
ran the county and ran all my fades, ain’t never copped a plea
hands down, the draks got the most skits for the g
i had a body way before i dropped the 3, gz
[chorus]
bumped into him wit my fully switch, i was gettin’ on
i can’t even act like they ain’t spin for folk but who spin the most? (aye)
that sh_t get me in my feelings when i think bout slo, aye
can’t lie that get me in my feelings when i think bout bro
that sh_t f_cked your baby bro up
i’ve been spinnin’ n_gga, tryna catch me one
i’m gon’ get it n_gga and i’m on you if you wit them n_ggas
could’ve caught a trippie homi, i ain’t do it, it was b_tches in that load

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