Sha EK & B-Lovee & Bouba Savage
Sha EK
Sha EK & PGF Nuk & B-Lovee
Sha EK & B-Lovee
Sha EK & Bouba Savage
Sha EK & PGF Nuk & COE Wiki
Sha EK
Sha EK & B-Lovee & PGF Nuk
Sha EK & Lefty Goon
Sha EK & Bouba Savage & Wowdy HBTL & COE Wiki
Sha EK & Spongy Rolla
Sha EK
Sha EK
Sha EK
Sha EK
[Intro]
B- B- B- BS, BS, BS
Abstrakt
[Chorus: Sha EK]
Them niggas not gettin' money, they broke
I walk with 30 thousand in my coat
I just spent 10 thousand on my bitch
My opps good, 'cause we pull on the grips
150 Lz, I'm with 150 members
You will get shot tryna play with they shit
Die 5, why the fuck y'all be dancin' and shit, and bro didn't die?
Free the Rips, shit crazy, I'm just happy my niggas alive
Whenever I slide to the east side of Harlem, me and Spongy be smokin' on Fries
They tryna tell me to chill because they know I'm a rapper, but all of my opps gotta die
If they ever try talkin' on Edotty name, watch how those bullets gon' fly
[Verse 1: PGF Nuk]
Like WB, first nigga we catch on a tee
Mooda gon' blitz first nigga he see
I ain't shootin' out cars, we bail out the V
Catch a B, then right to the P
If we ain't on a P, then we post on the C (Like, grahh, grahh, grahh grahh)
[Verse 2: COE WIKI]
Like, no I ain't stoppin' for nun'
See the opps and I'm lettin' it rip
EK be tellin' me I gotta focus on music but they got me back on my shit
All my opps broke, with no hits
Tell those niggas invest in a grip
When I'm around, niggas can't talk about Charlie 'cause, bitch, they gon' see how I get
Die 5's, die flocks, smokin' 'Rippy that nigga was popped
Like ayo Kev, that's an opp
Screamin' out Lz then we lettin' it flock
161 niggas got it on lock
Blitz Gz got beat with his pops
CJ, he almost got hit with his pops
Set Da Trend, he be tight, niggas smokin' your pops
[Chorus: Sha EK]
Them niggas not gettin' money, they broke
I walk with 30 thousand in my coat
I just spent 10 thousand on my bitch
My opps good, 'cause we pull on the grips
150 Lz, I'm with 150 members
You will get shot tryna play with they shit
Die 5, why the fuck y'all be dancin' and shit, and bro [?] die
Free the Rips, shit crazy, I'm just happy my niggas alive
Whenever I slide to the east side of Harlem, me and [?] be smokin' on Fries
They tryna tell me to chill because they know I'm a rapper, but all of my opps gotta die
If they ever try talkin' on Edotty name, watch how those bullets gon' fly (Grrah, grrah)