Eastside Ace, Sha EK - Bluffin' lyrics

Whole lotta kill or be killed
Niggas ain't spin through the ville glah
Glah look

These niggas ain't up niggas is bluffin'
When I click on your bitch keep runnin'
Hop out the back of the V and keep dumpin'
Ain't mine, she ain't mine, I ain't cuffin'
Hit it from the back, she love it
Fuck your gang
And the streets know the subject
How you OG and the P know nothing?

See niggas, I be backin' this rap shit
They ain't outside, we spinning, we active
On 5th, my niggas be blacking
You got caught in the Jag, stop chatting
He dippin', he duckin'
We gon' see who gon' tag em
If he ain't from the 5th, it get tragic
Fuck a move, my killers gon' whack em
Bust a Jugg, make a move with the
Throw up a 2, catch 2 to the facе
"Oh he the man?" Got nothing to say
Don't get poppеd trynna box like Zay
BDG, DOA if he jackin' it K
He'll shoot if he jackin' my gang
If you ain't let it boom
Then move out the way
Flick the switch on the blick
Now I'm ooting for days

These niggas ain't up niggas is bluffin'
When I click on your bitch keep runnin'
Hop out the back of the V and keep dumpin'
Ain't mine, she ain't mine, I ain't cuffin'
Hit it from the back, she love it
Fuck your gang
And the streets know the subject
How you OG and the P know nothing?

Gang, gang, gang i put the O to the Y
I put the O to the G everything dead
Fuck the opps this shit ain't nothing to me
When we hop out, you better run
Niggas be jackin' it's static but
Them niggas really my sons
Die Y them niggas doin' bad
Why the fuck ya'll be wasting
Ya'll time in the stu'?
All of ya'll niggas is trash
And I really be looking for ya'll pussy
Niggas who jacking ya'll smoking my dad
But these pussy niggas not outside
Hop out, they gotta die
I told that Lil' bitch I
Just be smokin' on Rah

Like what? You niggas ain't up
Who you really touch? Like we ain't on that
Niggas is dumb
Ask for your mans, trynna carve him a dutch
Waving white flags like "We had enough"
Catch lil' Bizzy, his ass in a trunk
My shooter get to switchin', no pivot
If his fingers is itchin' he gon' back
Out the blick let it dump niggas is down
Niggas is what?
Like I'm checkin' my pockets I
Swear that I'm up i done been there before
I'ma bend it some more
I be teaching the youngs when
They up better dump
Thinking they better, who better than us?
Mention my name cause I'm giving it up
I ain't do it for fame, bitch I did it for us
And they been knew my name before they got-

These niggas ain't up niggas is bluffin'
When I click on your bitch keep runnin'
Hop out the back of the V and keep dumpin'
Ain't mine, she ain't mine, I ain't cuffin'
Hit it from the back, she love it
Fuck your gang
And the streets know the subject
How you OG and the P know nothing?

These niggas ain't up niggas is bluffin'
When I click on your bitch keep runnin'
Hop out the back of the V and keep dumpin'
Ain't mine, she ain't mine, I ain't cuffin'
Hit it from the back, she love it
Fuck your gang
And the streets know the subject
How you OG and the P know nothing? Glah

Suck my dick nigga smoking on Rah nigga
Ay ya'll King of the bronx
King of the Ville, we outside
We outside nigga, suck my dick
And we not lackin' nigga, word to bro