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Escobar Video (MV)




Performed By: Gas
Length: 3:43
Written by: Aisjj Suyigue




Gas - Escobar Lyrics
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Yeah bitch im dope with a slammer
Felling like im from bahamas
Come with my bags like im santa
With my niggas in the back with their hammers
We be hitting at shit like we drummers
If you try call the cop, be the runner
If you wanna say shit, then u better stay fit
Cus at the end of the day we still the stunners
Escobar Escobar
Niggas got me feeling like im escobar
Still at the bottom my brother
But very soon we gone be riding on brand cars
Escobar, Escobar Escobar
Brothers got me feeling like I'm Escobar
Still at the bottom my brother
But very soon we gonna be spitting out straight bars
Break it down
Break it down
Break it down
Cops might shot at us cus the see we brown
Try to be you the might gun you down
If i think of them all i see are clowns
All the try to do is run a f*cking town
My niggas scared in their own town
Thats not the shit that we wanting now
All we now need is to be free now
Break it down
Break it down
Break it down
Cops might shot at us cus the see we brown
Try to be you the might gun you down
If i think of them all i see are clowns
All the try to do is run a f*cking town
My niggas scared in their own town
Thats not the shit that we wanting now
All we now need is to be free now
Niggas be sleeping on me
Watch how i drop on this beat
I know you feeling the shit
Too many bitches on me
Please get off my dick
Too many booze at my sleep
I got shit dancing the hill
I got mone on my jeans
I got ice on my wrist
Come to my crib let us chill
See you on the road get clapped
F*ck bitches, get matched
Go to the club get high
Drinks on me, say hi
Smoke some weed, get high
Speak the facts, no joke
Come to my street get smoked
F*ck a beat, you broke
Niggas lame like jo
Put some respects on my name
Im not your daddy's mate
I like to come when im late
You bitches got no shame
Im sorry bro you fake
Im the real nigga you fake
You niggas still in Bahamas
Your father looks like a farmer
Im the real deal like Osama
Escobar, Escobar, escobar yeah
Escobar, escobar, escobar
F*ck, feel bitch like escobar
Yeah
Yeah
Bullethole
Bullethole
Bullethole
Boy if you try to say shit, catch a bullet
Mehn they might f*ck your bitch in your funeral
Make a brother seem straight like he a animal
I might be the one to be the general
Not just once but like in numerals
Boy If u try to say shit, then u better stay fit
Cus they make it seem like they're canibals
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Yeah bitch im dope with a slammer
Felling like im from bahamas
Come with my bags like im santa
With my niggas in the back with their hammers
We be hitting at shit like we drummers
If you try call the cop, be the runner
If you wanna say shit, then u better stay fit
Cus at the end of the day we still the stunners
Escobar Escobar
Niggas got me feeling like im escobar
Still at the bottom my brother
But very soon we gone be riding on brand cars
Escobar, Escobar Escobar
Brothers got me feeling like I'm Escobar
Still at the bottom my brother
But very soon we gonna be spitting out straight bars
Break it down
Break it down
Break it down
Cops might shot at us cus the see we brown
Try to be you the might gun you down
If i think of them all i see are clowns
All the try to do is run a f*cking town
My niggas scared in their own town
Thats not the shit that we wanting now
All we now need is to be free now
Break it down
Break it down
Break it down
Cops might shot at us cus the see we brown
Try to be you the might gun you down
If i think of them all i see are clowns
All the try to do is run a f*cking town
My niggas scared in their own town
Thats not the shit that we wanting now
All we now need is to be free now
Niggas be sleeping on me
Watch how i drop on this beat
I know you feeling the shit
Too many bitches on me
Please get off my dick
Too many booze at my sleep
I got shit dancing the hill
I got mone on my jeans
I got ice on my wrist
Come to my crib let us chill
See you on the road get clapped
F*ck bitches, get matched
Go to the club get high
Drinks on me, say hi
Smoke some weed, get high
Speak the facts, no joke
Come to my street get smoked
F*ck a beat, you broke
Niggas lame like jo
Put some respects on my name
Im not your daddy's mate
I like to come when im late
You bitches got no shame
Im sorry bro you fake
Im the real nigga you fake
You niggas still in Bahamas
Your father looks like a farmer
Im the real deal like Osama
Escobar, Escobar, escobar yeah
Escobar, escobar, escobar
F*ck, feel bitch like escobar
Yeah
Yeah
Bullethole
Bullethole
Bullethole
Boy if you try to say shit, catch a bullet
Mehn they might f*ck your bitch in your funeral
Make a brother seem straight like he a animal
I might be the one to be the general
Not just once but like in numerals
Boy If u try to say shit, then u better stay fit
Cus they make it seem like they're canibals
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Writer: Aisjj Suyigue
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