EBK One Mic Cypher

[Chorus: Wockhardt]
Late night, on they block, trynna creep
Only brodie, was glocky and me
Get up close, trynna aim at his (uh)-
Get up close, when we hop out the V
3 opps got poked, alot got shot
I made (shh) duck his top, when he ran into me
Bullets fly, poppin’ out, 3D
He get flocked, if he jack GBG

[Verse 1: 150 EBK]
He got poked, where the fuck was his team
Three poles, if you want him to scream
I get close, ain’t no shootin’ from deep
Made him run, only turned on the beam
Seen his pops, on the block, he a fiend
She gon line him up, just for the green
Pulled up, slippin’, left him off the lean
Makin’ movies, they be makin’ scenes

[Verse 2: Humble Gz]
Like, who do I smoke? That’s Melly
Like, Boomer, got left by the telly
I’m with L’s, bitch is you ready
When we run into Boshyy, get hit with a deady
Nigga, Roscoe, got beat in the deli
Like, Notti, poked in his belly
Smoking on every dead opps, from the hill
If you jacking them niggas, then you better-
Like, then you better duck
Like, Ayo Kiwi, pass me the drum
Like, Benji, Wasca, Cane
OYK, all them niggas got punch
Like, trynna click, till it’s-
Like, trynna click, till it’s done
Like Grah, Like Grah
Trynna click, till it’s done

[Verse 3: Dev Money]
We trynna pull up, where they at?
We trynna send em, with his dad
Them niggas pussy, talking, but they fast
Catch them in traffic, make them running lap
Like, and we dropping the Flocks
So many dead niggas, from they block
Dougie B, dissing, nigga need to stop
He caught a hot one, lacking on that block
Like, Grah, Grah, Grah, Grah

[Verse 4: COE Wiki]
I got my .9, AP got .380
Like, we trynna make us a movie
Back out, I don’t recognize who he
I’m threw a shot, had him ducking his G-L-O
Best opp, if you know, then you know
We smoke Glo
Goofy was lacking, caught 4 to the-
Goofy was lacking, caught 4 to the dome
We was just on the hill, worda bro
Like, where the fuck Dudeylo?
Sayin’ my name, but he hidin’ in Jersey
Once I get the drop, where he live, i’ma go

[Verse 5: 150 Wiz]
Like, I’m trynna slide, where they be at
I bet I’ll let it fly, with no ski mask
Slime, bitch it you want, we gon keep that
AJ was cryin’, trynna get his G back
Like, bro got the V
Got a beam, he gon drop on the scene
Like, and that shit green, for the Gz
48, he get shot, if he think we the Gz

[Chorus: Wockhardt]
Late night, on they block, trynna creep
Only brodie, was glocky and me
Get up close, trynna aim at his (uh)-
Get up close, when we hop out the V
3 opps got poked, alot got shot
I made (shh) duck his top, when he ran into me
Bullets fly, poppin’ out, 3D
He get flocked, if he jack GBG