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ebk young joc - fox news كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(we have a k!ller on the loose)

[verse 1: ebk younc joc & mac j]
when it come down to it, for sure i’m thinkin’ like, “who really rockin’?” (for sure i’m thinkin’)
they told me, “joc, you blowin’ up, it’s time to leave from stockton”
got pops tellin’ me ’bout stories back when he was poppin’
we ain’t have nothin’, now we do, i got these b_tches flockin’
but i know they fraudulent (i know)
jackboys, 207, we was ridin’
i hope you got that bl!cky, it get icky then we droppin’
we flockin’, slappin’ that sucker sh_t, we see your head noddin’
and we don’t condone sucker sh_t, i told him play it biased
wе could swap bl!ckies, but i ain’t sellin’ sh_t, i’m only buyin’
n_ggas breakin’ in thеse streets, i’m solid hard, built like a lion (ayy, what the f_ck?)
but anywho, i ain’t lyin’, we be k!llin’ sh_t (ayy, i ain’t lyin’)
she popped a perc’, she in her mode, lil’ baby feelin’ it (go, go)
when the last time they bent the block? i know it’s been a minute (ayy, let me know)
b_tch, i’m chasin’ chicken, we get greasy, i be finger l!ckin’
i’m on all ten, we gon’ slide, we don’t do the [?] (ayy)

[verse 2: mac j]
tell ’em peep my sauce, i got moves (ayy)
n_ggas all cap, they actin’ like tom cruise (ayy, what?)
ayy, and they watchin’ like fox news (huh?)
whole gang all don moves and pirus (huh?)
ain’t no comin’ to my city, it get tricky (it get tricky)
got a glock on me, go from fully to a semi (it go graah)
they ain’t poppin’ outside ’cause it’s risky (yeah, it’s risky)
it ain’t sh_t to give that boy shots ’til he tipsy (huh?)
ayy, she ain’t got no guap, tell her, “b_tch, please” (b_tch, please)
i done sold too much dope on 35th street
n_ggas know i’m from the mud, but my feet clean (what?)
boy, your whole life was sweet like a sixteen
ayy, when it come to smoke, they don’t want it (they don’t want it)
catch him at the light, push up on it
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no weed, but i’m blowin’ (yeah)
the only shooting range that i know is my opponents (uh_huh)
[verse 3: young slo_be]
you look, n_gga, we gon’ slide, we don’t do the slitherin’
he gon’ be mad once he find out i pimp his sister
anyway, n_ggas p_ssy, ain’t talkin’ kitty litter
ooh_wee, on two_one with another chop
ayy, ayy, n_gga, we could bend another block
ayy, ayy, told cuddy you f_ckin’ with another bop
ayy, ayy, knowin’ she a f_g, but ain’t got no guap
back on the block, i need ten just to f_ck with you
just because you shook my hand don’t mean i f_ck you
you just called him bro then stabbed him in the back, i got trust issues
you know the twenty_one boys really bust pistols
ooh_wee, have trey beatburn your face off
he don’t wanna shoot, he wanna have a faceoff
but if i get that close to you, i’ma blow your face off

[outro: young slo_be]
he don’t wanna shoot, he wanna have a faceoff
but if i get that close to you, i’ma blow your face off (versus)

- ebk young joc

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