EBK Lyrics

Like invest in one before you diss my strip

We hit niggas up and leave no witnesses

And that's why we throw up them innocents

Cause they call police when they lift the whip

And I talk what I rap cause I been through it

Jiggy Man is a rat he be snitching shit

Used to fight and grab knives now we hitting shit

Guess I fell in love with this clicking shit

Like invest in one before you diss my strip

We hit niggas up and leave no witnesses

And that's why we throw up them innocents

Cause they call police when they lift the whip

And I talk what I rap cause I been through it

Jiggy Man is a rat he be snitching shit

Used to fight and grab knives now we hitting shit

Guess I fell in love with this clicking shit

Catch me a opp and I creep up

And he don't know this til the heats up

No knife, no chop, gets beats up

Stunna with me, you know he gonna geek up

Ya just spin when it's beef

And I make music, keep it in the streets

And it's all rap this shit get deep

Nah it's fuck the rumors Edot Baby

Like, so who really want smoke with me

I hear all the talk but they don't want the war cause they know when approaching me

Pass the deuce deuce to my jeans if ya think ya exposing me

Same bitches that ya love is some hoes to me

It's the riding the O for me, sneaky link ya was holding the pole for me

Was a gangster before I was toting heat like

KB K niggas know the vibes, Drilly K in they music they know that we never hide

All bullshit put aside, how ya smoke niggas pack but ain't never take one of mines

And I always been on that time, since 2005 all the real know I been outside

Want smoke I ain't hard to find, and ya niggas been dead ever since boy Twista died

All ya niggas is talkers, ain't nobody dead so how ya performers

Me and mine really scorers, take a trip to they block to remind them we torture

I got that flow like water, remember Bacon was a baller

Nigga fuck shit, should've offed the lil dot he went out like Paul Walker

Oh so they jacking crip up, tell them niggas grip up

Cause the last loc tried to six up, now that boy in the grass can not get up like

Don't say Dummy, and Lotti, and Matt like

Three niggas that did not pack like, but ya talk like ya about that pack life, only live like that in ya raps like

Lil Loc died come get back like, and Tank died go get back like, Yellow died man go get back like

Fake ones and ya real life wack like

I just state the facts, Jiggy Man all talk how ya jack a rat

Ain't no coming back, no matter the bullshit this nigga rap

We bunny hop they say trix is for kids, but this gun kinda big and they know what we did

And gang tell me move with a stick, cause if I get hit then they making it lit

And the opps look bummy and shit, and they music ain't it so put bread in the fits

Spin around JayRipk on the strip I don't wish nothing on him cause that boy is my kid

And JoJo a rat he a snitch, so don't back out no grips cause you will give up quick

And if Jerry could live cause you good with the fits that's why gang always run in the crib

Milly Wop is a bitch, Patek watch like a dick, fuck them niggas ain't never do shit

See Jay Dee he get lift, leave blood on his fit while he go give his bm some dick

Like invest in one before you diss my strip

We hit niggas up and leave no witnesses

And that's why we throw up them innocents

Cause they call police when they lift the whip

And I talk what I rap cause I been through it

Jiggy Man is a rat he be snitching shit

Used to fight and grab knives now we hitting shit

Guess I fell in love with this clicking shit