Letras
(Brrt, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick 'em)
Nigga, I'm a don dada, think I love smell of that gunpowder
Pass the ho to lil' bro so he could get some funds out her
Bitch, I shoot to kill, don't give a fuck if your gun louder
I'm EBK, Nightinghanista, and we really outchea
Nigga, I'm a don dada, think I love smell of that gunpowder
Pass the ho to lil' bro so he could get some funds out her
Bitch, I shoot to kill, don't give a fuck if your gun louder
I'm EBK, Nightinghanista, and we really outchea
Nigga, I'm a don dada
Slidin' through the bity
Call big bro and he pullin' up with fifty
Niggas turn rat when that prison time get sticky
Wes set the play and left a nerd nigga pissy
Hari B, he gon' pull up with the gleek
Marley C, Mr. Make a Nigga Rest in Peace
Slo-Be got the bitch in her heels, them her cleats
Went crazy when them crackers wrapped my daddy in them sheets
This ain't simp dick, bitch, did you know I'm Baby Whorebucks?
I just set a play to the neck but I need more bucks
He slid through the land and got his nerd ass tore up
Juvie lashed a nigga for the bricks, he finna pour up
Lil' nigga, and we still screamin', "Fuck the opposition"
Niggas rappin' 'bout this killin' shit 'til they get documented
He gon' turn to Stuart Little 'cause he ain't never popped a nigga
We droppin' niggas, real EBK, South Stockton, nigga
Nigga, I'm a don dada, think I love smell of that gunpowder
Pass the ho to lil' bro so he could get some funds out her
Bitch, I shoot to kill, don't give a fuck if your gun louder
I'm EBK, Nightinghanista, and we really outchea
Nigga, I'm a don dada, think I love smell of that gunpowder
Pass the ho to lil' bro so he could get some funds out her
Bitch, I shoot to kill, don't give a fuck if your gun louder
I'm EBK, Nightinghanista, and we really outchea
Nigga, I'm a don dada
Pull a mailman and bounce out with the doors open
Two to his chest, one to the neck, now that boy chokin'
I ain't from the Bay but I got plug out in Oakland