ECG4L lyrics

[Intro]
Grah
It's that Sha Gz n*gga
Y'all n*ggas know what's going on
Everything dead, n*gga
Y'all man's died, get back
I don't give a f*ck what none of y'all n*ggas talking bout
Y'all n*ggas know what I do
Grah
Grrr
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Bow, bow bow
Like, grrr
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[Verse 1: Sha Gz]
Bullet's punch like Ali
I got my knocks, so don't try to box me, like
Catch a 80, send him up with Bobby (Bobby)
Catch a O, we gon leave him with Notti (Notti)
f*ck all the Squeeze, I be smoking on Cobby
I'm big ECG, n*ggas know where to find me
Tap your neck, he got bodied (where he at?)
Keem got shot in his head like Nazzy (Nazzy)
Ayo, Blitz, where the Sev?
Grab the knocks, n*gga fled
b*tch, I’mma up, give a f*ck if he dead
If he jackin’ thе S, send that boy right to bed
Ho-hop out he flеd
They gon’ run once they see through my dreads
b*tch, I'm a demon, like Eddy, no Ed
He-he-he tried to run, but I clicked on his head
f*ck the opps, f*ck the 5th
Smoking on JB, with the 'Rip
5-5th too the Sev, all that sh*t to my di*k
How y'all balling for JB and Mezzy? (Neck shot)
He got shot in his neck
n*gga twitchin’, he got put right to rest
Now he sick
I can't be like them n*ggas, I’m lit
Everyday gotta walk with my-
Spin through the Rey tryna up it and flick
If I see Kenzo B, we gon’ beat up his b*tch
Where they at? Where the 5?
Smoking on Mezzy, n*gga died
Y'all n*gga ain't never spin for y'all guys
All y'all did was just sit down and cry
If you touch one of mines, you get sent to the sky
Bobby got shot, he was yelling out (Ahh)
DOA what? That’s cap
Y'all n*ggas dead, go get back
f*ck all the opps, we got whole lot of packs
We gon’ spin through the front, leave 'em flat
If he jacking that sh*t, I’mma shoot at his hat
Shoot his b*tch, shoot his dad
Kick down the door, where they at?
If I see Kenzo Balla, he get packed
[Verse 2: Blitz Gz]
f*ck the opps, them n*ggas know who winning
Them n*ggas be dying 'cause they is not with it
Sha Gz gon hop out the V throwin 10
That's my brothe, you know I’mma double them digits
That's on bro that I rap what I’m living
Might spin thru the Courts, I’m smoking on that midget (Like Noah)
150K, catch a L, give him shells
Don't be moving too hot, that's a shot to your fitted
All my Gunnas is running the city
Spot a O, get to ballin like Diddy
C-HII a di*k, he got lined by a bitty
Did all of that dissing, but where was his glizzy?
And the B's know I can give 'em 50
Them n*ggas is rat's, I can't beef with no mixys
Don't need a co-d, my knocka is with me
Won't f*ck with no opp thot, I just wan't a quickie
Spin in tints, and we blasting sh*t
You can get shot tryna act and sh*t
Smoking on Cobby, that’s crashed the whip
Like Smelly and Notti got stabbed and sh*t (Smelly)
f*ck the Sev, and the 5th
Smoking on Mezzy and JB and 'Rip
Can't forget Nazzy got hit in his sh*t
And I’m smoking on Bobby, a whole lot of 'Rips
Like a genie, I grant him his death wish
Click on the opps, brodie, finish my breakfast
I get moody, don't like to be tested
Shots out the chop, and them lil n*ggas fled quick
Movin’ tact ‘cuz I can get arrested
Fresh out of bail, spin the opps with some led, b*tch
Don't know why n*ggas tapping they head and sh*t
Like it's not most of them n*ggas dead and sh*t
If you try one of mine, you get backdoored
Opps acting, but them n*ggas mad soft
Boy, you ain't no ooter, f*ck he got a mask for?
Tired of these n*ggas dissing, this the last straw
I be bussin’, that's word to my mother
Catch a opp, he get hit with the thunder
Put di*k in a b*tch, I just f*ck her, don't love her
And I'll throw away this rap sh*t for my brothers
[Outro: Blitz Gz]
Word to my mother like-
Suck my di*k
Grah-Grah Grah boom
Like, its that Blitz Gz n*gga, you heard?
Suck my di*k
Don't get backdoored
Don't get slimed out, you heard?
Word to my deads
All y'all n*ggas can suck my di*k
All y'all n*ggas done died
On the guys