Download Lagu EBK Jaaybo - Top Rank Gz (feat. EBK Pig & EBK Leebo)

Lirik Top Rank Gz (feat. EBK Pig & EBK Leebo)

(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Leebo
Yeah, ayy, look

Ayy, roll that Blacc up, roll that Los up, baby, pick one (yeah)
Your nigga in that lil' body Benz, bitch, this the big one (that lil' ass shit)
Put your hands smooth in the air, bitch, this a stick up (ayy, put 'em up)
Clean up, on aisle eight, ready for pick up (go pick that nigga up)
Yeah, I shot the fuck out him (yeah)
I watched him twitch after (I watched him twitch)
Catch him loafin' with his kids it do not matter (it don't matter)
Swapped the A for the Drac' 'cause it's way better (good shit)
Thought he was safe, shaked his hand, he got faced after (he got faced)
From the 'Gates, if you play know we'll come after (3 Block, yeah, Gz, Jz)
Trade the semi for a fully 'cause it's way faster (yeah)

Niggas better stop poppin' it (shut up, bitch)
While y'all was hoppin' in that booth when bodies dropped, I was droppin' shit (I was- ah, yeah)
I'm from the G bitch, don't mix me in your politics (fuck suckers, nigga)
They're like "That Pig nigga step" they know how I get (they know, they know I spin through)
I better not hear a Fly bitch say shit
Nigga you better watch your lips the Montclairs come broad day (the Montclairs come broad day)
We ain't gotta wait 'til six, I send my dog on that drill, my assist (nigga)
It's 9 a.m. we've been sittin' on this nigga since like six (since the sun up)
I don't do the hit or miss, he critical if it's attempt (if it's attempt nigga)
Yo' niggas left with no souls, my niggas left with some vics (my niggas left with some vics)
Draks stand over gang, I could vouch brother sick (I know my brother like that, nigga)
He was tryna play dead, I filled him up, bitchn you ain't slick (you ain't, yeah)
Tribe nigga got popped and I was there on Lil Nick (on Lil Nick, nigga)
The GBGz know I'm comin', my brother know how I get (my brother know how I get)
Ain't get the chance to pop my door, I was blowin' through the tint (I was blowin' through the window)
I got skits on the 98 and 10 (I got skits on all them blocks nigga)
Catch a nigga in that court, I'ma go above the rim
And it's fuck the whole P but that don't go for Uncle Jim, Gz (yeah, nigga)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Through 98 no donk's here, yeah, this a bitch block
Dunked on a nigga, crept up close to get the basket like I'm Chris Bosh
Dropped on him every time he left his crib, made him switch spots
Ayy, G Gang, ayy, that back door open
Know a few Asian Pirus, I know a few Samoans
Was mad at myself after the skit, I shoulda got up closer
Just got the switch dirty so I'm rockin' Dracy for the moment
Embarrassed that his homie died a bitch so he don't even post him
Huh? Ayy, hop out, we some weirdos
Y'all still ain't slid for that dead nigga? It's been a year, bro
Them niggas bunk, I can't name a hood in the jity that fear the 4'z
Opps made another song, you see how they did Lil Los
The fully- the fully jam but I'm a pro with this bitch
Lil' bro just made the news, we sittin' sippin' Tris watchin' the skit
These niggas got me hot I'm posted up on Nightingale with Vic
From Seventh Street, I always raise my hand and volunteer to spin
Yeah, that's what you supposed to do
Keep sayin' brother name, like niggas playin' games, I'm standin' over dudes
I'm not shootin' from no corners, Gales, I gotta get up close to shoot
On Montclair with VVs like Lil Nick, nigga
Was masked up but they just know that he had Pig with 'em
Went and grabbed one, then grabbed another nigga so it hit different
Micro Drac', it hold 7.62's so when you shoot him he gon' flinch, nigga
Hopped out foreign wearin' skeezy, I'm a trench nigga
G-Block