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40 glocc – fuck yall lyrics

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(… it’s because they was b-tches)
i’m loved by many, hated by most
but respected by all, ’cause the loc stares at young wh-r-
i done chop n-gg-s up like a bag of rock
with mac 90’s and ak’s and shut down blocks
you don’t want to get to stay with extenders on 9 glocks
and for a little dough i have your -ss up in a pine box
my n-gg-s is grimy, they smoke wet and pack techs
try me i’ll beat on your chest like a drum set
you will me in traffic, we keep burners on the wide
i got a full fifth on my hip, with 40 on my side (yeah)
with a 40 to sip while i get high
so don’t start no sh-t ’cause you’ll f-ck around and die
from that hollow tip when that hammer collide with this
big bullet inside this .45 and the
slugs fly hittin’ your chest, neck and your thigh
and i leave a n-gg- leakin’ and that’s no lie

(… i intimidate these n-gg-s)
they claim to be west but they not like me
their music ain’t worth sh-t so they give it for free
me i throw crossovers over the beat
hit you with a jumpshots, it’s the play from the streets
and i don’t mean b-ball, i play with the heat
make ’em pay homage if you disagree
light his -ss up like a christmas tree
wrap him in plastic in the middle of the street
i spit jur-ssic, i’m a motherf-ckin’ beast
i’m compatible with both mac and pc
from locked up, mouth shut, never p.c.
i’m high as f-ck on pcp
in the club with a hand gun, vip
any n-gg- that feel a cop, rip
all i need is a clip to make me a treat
make his -ss wave a white flag, ask for peace


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