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ebes freestyle - ebes lyrics

[intro]
alright, alright, phew
hold on, let me try to catch it, d*mn
alright, i can’t catch that, f*ck

[verse]
i tell that ho, “me and kezo, we up next”
i don’t give a f*ck about no vest, i’ll shoot shots at his neck
wide body huggin’ up two lanes, she give me head, might wreck
sh*t get slimy, see that n*gga, k!ll his partner for some shrek
sh*t crazy, watched a n*gga k!ll his partner for some green
and not the kind of green that gets you things and buy you bling
that kind of green that slow your heart, slow your mind and make you lean
they was dozin’ off them lines, he said, “that’s mine,” he shot his spleen
that’s why i leave that sh*t alone and i watch who i call my brothers
keep his head lookin’ in the mall, but we ain’t lackin’, got them cutters
let a n*gga run up on us, playin’ crazy, we gon’ cut up
but n*ggas ain’t even outside, they in the house and they put up
i’m in that b*tch, the p*ssy good, i’m in there with my foot up
it’s a new b*tch all up in my face every time i f*ckin’ look up
sh*t get crazy, i can’t even walk outside without my fire
but i know them n*ggas p*ssy, they gon’ die way before i die
n*gga said he sn*tchin’ my chain, i dare you, b*tch, don’t try your luck
i don’t play them police games, we tryna get n*ggas put up
and he said he was my gang, but boy, you lame and broke as f*ck
n*gga run down with that thing, them bullets rang, he said, “oh, f*ck”
i ain’t never gave no f*ck, wanna smoke the gang? well, b*tch, what’s up?
won’t say his name, but he knows what’s up, when i find his block, b*tch, i’ma push up
when i find his block, b*tch, you know i’ma dump it, 300 block, it sound like it’s a trumpet
trap made, yeah, i got the trap jumpin’, in the rap game, tryna get me some money

- ebes lyrics

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