East 99 by Terrance Escobar Lyrics
[Intro]
Escobar motherfucking union
[Verse 1: Terrance Escobar]
Ok, run to the tap
On that fuck nigga back
Cause I’m shooting that 9
And I’m pulling that Mack
Rolling wit bitches
The back of that lac
She sucking me good
Giving head from the back
Hitting these licks
And I’m pushing these bricks
And I’m getting the riches
And fucking these bitches
You niggas is clueless, and foolish, and stupid
Whenever I’m up on that fucking track
And it’s still the same my nigga
Ain’t came down up in that nighttime crime
Cocaine I slang now, straight thuggin like East fucking 1999
Scope on that choppa, I’m flocka when busting at coppas
While banging you niggas is stoppas
Blowing yo block cause we ready for war
Bullets and bombs all over your porch
Plotting and scheming I’m up in these streets
With this crack in my socks
No love for these cops
No love for these bops
Click clack pow pow pow pow
Now watch ‘em all drop down
Cause them union niggas ain’t never gone slack up
So you best to go make it back up
Before we go and shoot yo back up, bitch
Poor, I won’t stop till I get to the top
Till I’m throwing up hundreds and I’m watching them drop
Rocking these shows and I’m chiefing that dro
Stomping a fuck nigga down to the flo’
She getting real loose and I’m tryna seduce
Yo bitch, I’m tryna get up in her cooch
Finessing and blessing you nights is lame
Collecting them checks yo bitch giving me brain
And I swear that’s fly shit
We gone flip it and make that profit
Salute to the motherfucking pilots
Who rolling up kush of that cockpit
Now, that guala, that dolla, that scrilla
I’m illa then most of these niggas who claiming they killing
Feeling myself, put the chrome to his dome
Then watch for his health
And leave his head on the shelf
A nigga did all for that wealth
[Interlude]
Aye, that part, that part Dave, take that shit out
[Hook]
East 99 is where ya find me, slanging that yayo baby
Collecting these riches, no love for these bitches, and making these hoes go crazy
East 99 is where ya find me, slanging that yayo baby
The union is stepping we making that grip, these niggas should
Run run
Escobar motherfucking union
[Verse 1: Terrance Escobar]
Ok, run to the tap
On that fuck nigga back
Cause I’m shooting that 9
And I’m pulling that Mack
Rolling wit bitches
The back of that lac
She sucking me good
Giving head from the back
Hitting these licks
And I’m pushing these bricks
And I’m getting the riches
And fucking these bitches
You niggas is clueless, and foolish, and stupid
Whenever I’m up on that fucking track
And it’s still the same my nigga
Ain’t came down up in that nighttime crime
Cocaine I slang now, straight thuggin like East fucking 1999
Scope on that choppa, I’m flocka when busting at coppas
While banging you niggas is stoppas
Blowing yo block cause we ready for war
Bullets and bombs all over your porch
Plotting and scheming I’m up in these streets
With this crack in my socks
No love for these cops
No love for these bops
Click clack pow pow pow pow
Now watch ‘em all drop down
Cause them union niggas ain’t never gone slack up
So you best to go make it back up
Before we go and shoot yo back up, bitch
Poor, I won’t stop till I get to the top
Till I’m throwing up hundreds and I’m watching them drop
Rocking these shows and I’m chiefing that dro
Stomping a fuck nigga down to the flo’
She getting real loose and I’m tryna seduce
Yo bitch, I’m tryna get up in her cooch
Finessing and blessing you nights is lame
Collecting them checks yo bitch giving me brain
And I swear that’s fly shit
We gone flip it and make that profit
Salute to the motherfucking pilots
Who rolling up kush of that cockpit
Now, that guala, that dolla, that scrilla
I’m illa then most of these niggas who claiming they killing
Feeling myself, put the chrome to his dome
Then watch for his health
And leave his head on the shelf
A nigga did all for that wealth
[Interlude]
Aye, that part, that part Dave, take that shit out
[Hook]
East 99 is where ya find me, slanging that yayo baby
Collecting these riches, no love for these bitches, and making these hoes go crazy
East 99 is where ya find me, slanging that yayo baby
The union is stepping we making that grip, these niggas should
Run run