Ezell (40 Glocc Killa) lyrics

by

Tyga


[Intro: ScHoolboy Q & Ab-Soul]
(Laughing)
Ezell
Shut your mouth
Bum ass n*gga still talking
Keep your mouth shut Ezell
I hear you now
pus*y ass n*gga

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
Word on the street that this n*gga still talking
Whole year later and this n*gga start barking
Howling at the moon, guess he waiting for the get back
Knows that when I see him, guaranteed I push your sh*t back
Say you want beef? Well I'm a give your ass beef
When I see you in the streets, n*gga bon appetit
I don't eat? You know where I be 51st Street
Right on Figg with the little homie, Hoover Spank 3
With my n*gga Flossy and my n*gga Ricky
I ain't stopping with this rapping till my n*ggas scrap free
They gave him 42 for shootin n*ggas out in broad day
Really with this crippin think I care bout what this fraud say
Out burnin dina with my n*gga El Camino
Just look to see your lil homie flexin
Hit the freeway cuz your hood a 100 miles away
Exit 51st n*gga welcome to the turf
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Tone it down my n*gga
Cuz I'll be ridin through ya town my n*gga
I be around my n*gga
Hoover St yeah you know my stompin grounds my n*gga
Youtubin' ass n*gga
False-banging pus*y old faggot ass n*gga
Spray ya block with ya own name
n*gga I am no game
This n*gga must think I'm playin'

[Verse 2: ScHoolBoy Q]
See I ain't wanna have to call this n*gga out
Male version Supahead every rapper in his mouth
You never gettin bread shoulda chose the next route
Cuz I'm pickin n*ggas off best believe you receive
Every thing I'm sayin at you like an email
Look into my eyes you can see hell
Went to jail made bail never gave a detail
Inform ass n*gga, you the new rapper Ezell
Me I be a Figel, Castro, groovy lookin ?
You can ask Ace I'm in the hood gettin cash flow
Potato on the mag, n*ggas gettin mashed yo
Messin over all y'all, f*ck y'all all broad
pus*y ass n*gga, g-strings on with large bras
Need to check yo lil homie cuz his ass paused
If I whup ya ass it'd probably be a hate crime
This the last diss, already killed ya ass the first time
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Tone it down, my n*gga
'Cause I'll be ridin through ya town my n*gga
I be around my n*gga
Hoover St yeah you know my stompin grounds my n*gga
Youtubin' ass n*gga
False-banging pus*y old faggot ass n*gga
Spray ya block with ya own name
n*gga I am no game
This n*gga must think I'm playin'

[Outro: ScHoolBoy Q]
Look, first and foremost, n*gga, you's a b*tch, n*gga
Hiding out in the IE, n*gga
Holla at me when you in LA, n*gga
n*gga holding guns to the camera like the camera gonna shoot back
n*ggas don't put guns on YouTube, n*gga
What the f*ck's your problem, n*gga?
You's a faggot, n*gga
You and that naked-ass n*gga oiled up
Talking 'bout, "Real n*ggas knuckle up"
n*gga, you ain't even scrapped enough, b*tch
You know where I be at: 51st and Fig
You need that, n*gga? Get at me one time, n*gga
Top Dawg ENT, getting every dollar I see
I'm the head n*gga of that GED sh*t, n*gga
You want Tyga, n*gga? You gotta come to me, n*gga
That's my little brother, n*gga
Talking you wanna fight Wayne, n*gga?
n*gga, Wayne all the way in New Orleans
n*gga, the f*ck you wanna do with Wayne, n*gga?
Leave Wayne alone, n*gga
Come down to LA with all that bullsh*t, n*gga
You ain't killed nothing, you ain't did nothing, n*gga
What's your rap sheet, n*gga?
All you got is a rap sheet, n*gga, 'cause you's a b*tch, n*gga
Snitch-ass n*gga, got your whole hood in a junction now
n*ggas can't even kick it in they hood because of you, n*gga
'Cause you want to spread your motherf*cking words on this YouTube sh*t
Holding big-ass guns on YouTube like n*ggas is scared of YouTube or somethin'
And oh yeah, all you faggot-ass n*ggas that 'bout to comment on this n*gga
Go 'head, drop your comment in the comment box
f*ck you too, n*gga, and f*ck your momma too
Hatin'-ass n*gga
f*ck 40 Glocc, n*gga, and his whole squad, n*gga
Top Dawg ENT, ScHoolboy Q said it, n*gga
Meet me in the Fig and the First, n*gga
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