eba mob get paper şarkı sözleri

Broski said get paper And these bitches always come later How can I stress bout a bitch when the feds out to get me How Make these f*ck niggas look like a gimmick Eba Mob nigga can't stand it I get to the bag my dawg we ain't friendly Days in the trap selling that candy But I ain't talking hippy sippy I was broke my plug came in handy I shoot for my OGs cause I wouldn't be me if it wasn't for my OGs But I'm a self-made nigga if you know me That's if you know me We don't call haters opps it takes a lot to be my enemy Even though big bro got a kid still pull up leave a nigga head red like Wendy's Got niggas that trip about me your gang full of rats I'm a one man army Yeaa I'm a one man army Broski said get paper And these bitches always come later How can I stress bout a bitch when the feds out to get me How Make these f*ck niggas look like a gimmick Eba Mob nigga can't stand it I get to the bag my dawg we ain't friendly Days in the trap selling that candy But I ain't talking hippy sippy
Sanatçı: Eba Mob
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