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Everything Dead

Sha EK feat. Cj Goon, YFT-SENSEI, Lefty Goon, Pj Glizzy
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Gang, gang, gang (Is this Glvck?) OYOGz Niggas know what's goin' on Grrah-grrah, boom And that's just the end of it (Gang) Niggas talkin' but don't be bendin' shit (What?) I'm a goon with this toolin' off adrenaline, pumpin' Brodie with me, get to dumpin' (Uh-huh) 'Cause I'm ballin' like Diddy, livin' like Yellow Back on court like Carmelo (Boom) .40, It buck, you gon' hear the echo So don't play with the goons (Gang-gang) Talkin' crazy, we run in ya' room (Skrrt) Heavy mops and sticks and brooms (Gang-gang) It's a problem, send him to the moon (To the moon) It's a problem, send him to the moon (Boom) You got a chop? Nigga, me too I'ma up it and click when I see you (Grrah-grrah, boom) There's a difference, tell him, "Listen" Brodie cookin' up dope in the kitchen (Uh-huh) If a nigga act up, we gon' click him (What?) If it's up then it's stuck, nigga, let me know (What's the word?) All my opps is broke, they be sharin' clothes, like (Uh-huh) If you know, then you know (Then you know) Niggas be like, "Bro, you throw five?" (Uh-huh), I throw ten Man, fuck that shit, my chop extend (Boom-boom-boom) Sendin' thirty shots, why you throwin' ten? (Skrrt-skrrt) Like, these niggas never gon' spin (What?) From the Hill to the Courts, we get money for real Better move with caution, don't lack in the field OYOGz, better keep a steel (Uh-huh) Yeah, like, fuck that Baby girl, I was itchin' to up that (Grrah) That's your bitch? You just mad 'cause I fucked that That's your bitch? You just mad ' Cause I fucked that, gang-gang-gang-gang I'ma bust it, bust it, bust it I'ma touch it, touch it, touch it I forgot that, that bitch had a nigga So me and the bros had to up it (I said, "Up it") So me and the bros had to up it, yeah (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom) So me and the bros had to up it (Grrt) So me and theโ€”, gang-gang-gang I chop with the right but I shoot with my left (Gang, gang) Push up on me, get hit in your chest When you spin through my block Better have you a vest (Boom-boom-boom) If not, that's your ticket to death If a nigga throw up 4's, my O's gon' bang out (Double) Me and Paulie two deep where you hang out (Gang) We gon' slide on them niggas to see what they 'bout (Gang, gang) Two O's in the V with the thing out (Boom-boom) Like, they don't know we clutch (What?) Like, name one goon you touched? (Uh-huh) If you run into me, I'ma up (Gang-gang-gang) When you run into me, better duck (Gang-gang-gang) Like, we bend blocks, who tough? (Who tough?) Like, we send shots, who up? (Baow-baow) Gotta bop out that jigg with the bump (Skrrt) If we uppin' the 4's then I bet that she clutched, like (Boom, boom) Jiggyman got a call, that his opps (That his opps) If it's up then we leavin' it stuffed in (Boom-boom) Hollows hit him, didn't end at the function (Skrrt-skrrt) We the opps, ain't no way that we bluffin' (Boom-boom) Jigga with me so bitch, touch her up (Touch her up) When we clickin', we aimin' at your muffin (Gang-gang) And you know we ain't clickin' for nothin' (Gang, gang) When we score, that's the end of discussion (Grrt) Gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang Suck my fuckin' dick OYOGz Gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang Grrah And that's just the end of it Niggas talkin' but don't be bendin' shit I'm a goon with this toolin' off adrenaline, pumpin' Brodie with me, get to dumpin' You got a chop? Nigga, me too I'ma up it and click when I see you There's a difference, tell him, "Listen" Brodie cookin' up dope in the kitchen Yeah, like, fuck that Baby girl, I was itchin' to up that That's your bitch? You just mad 'cause I fucked that That's your bitch? You just mad 'cause I fucked that, gang-gang-gang I chop with the right but I shoot with my left Push up on me, get hit in your chest When you spin through my block, better have you a vest If not, that's your ticket to death Like, we bend blocks, who tough? Like, we send shots, who up? Gotta bop out that jigg with the bump If we uppin' the 4's then I bet that she clutched, like OYOGz How you think this? How you think this? You was with my muffin, nigga You was a fuckin' Flocka Now you need a fuckin' doctor, nigga I said, "DOA," nigga