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blood money – glo gang killaz lyrics

[intro]
everytime you see the glo (woah, gang)
you instagram gangsta ass n+ggas, man (who the f+ck is you n+gga?)
all you twitter ass k!llers (you dirty p+ssy ass boy)
all of you n+ggas twitter drillin’, man (he got his bodyguards with him)
tell him to quit twitter drillin’, man (f+ck your bodyguards n+gga)
oooh (f+ck every n+gga that’s not on my squad)
f+ck all you b+tch ass n+ggas (glo gang)
he got his bodyguard with him (he got his bodyguard with him)
i’ma f+ck every one of you migo ass n+ggas (everywhere you go snitch n+gga)
i’ma beat all of you n+ggas to death (he got his bodyguard with him)
i’ma f+ck all of y’all
i’ma be all on yo ass boy (how you a k!ller?)
how you a k!ller? (how you a k!ller?)
how you got your bodyguard with you (ayy, durk i will k!ll you b+tch, you got your bodyguard with you)
i break yo motherf+ckin’ jaw, boy
i ain’t never heard of you (tell your fat ass baby momma, stay outta 57th too, i’ma body that b+tch)
he got his bodyguard with him (woah)
we don’t crack no cards (this sh+t real n+gga)
glo gang
we ain’t never did sh+t but sell crack n+gga
i don’t know you b+tch ass n+ggas n+gga
y’all n+ggas broke n+gga (i don’t know, i know your big homies shawty)
i don’t know you b+tch (y’all n+ggas steady on the block, broke n+gga, woah)
[verse]
i wish you motherf+ckin’ slide (i wish you motherf+ckin’ would)
ak47 hit him in the face, make him mind the bullet (ak47 hit him in the face, make him mind the bullet)
you a b+tch, been a b+tch, durk b+tch, got the right to pull it
durk, you ain’t got the right to pull it (you ain’t got the right to pull it, n+gga you a b+tch, f+g)
run up on me, i’ma shoot you hundred times (hundred times)
make you tight the bullet (make you tight the bullet, woah)
hit his body up, choppa sh+lls, make him need a sprite to cool it (i’ma make him bite the bullet, he gon’ need a sprite to cool it, woah)
i got a mac 90 with the cooler (mac 90 with the cooler, woah)
you n+ggas broke, whatchu signed your deal for, i spent that with my jewler (i done spent that with my jewler)
and i just called johnny dang about an hour ago for a muller (haha, a frank muller, woah)
you n+ggas broke
so how you a k!ller? (how you n+ggas k!llers?)
i’ma murder you (you)
and every n+gga with you (every n+gga come with you)
if he ridin’ with you (he gon’ die with you)
he gon’ die with you (motherf+cker)
and i’ma dog, been a dog (been a dog)
i paid the b+tch (i had to talk to this n+gga in his voice, woah)
all my n+ggas do you bad (that’s his voice, that singin’ ass sh+t)
you a b+tch, durk (i k!ll you b+tch)
i’ma k!ll yo kids (i’ma k!ll yo son)
and yo b+tch too (and yo b+tch too, woah)
b+tch, i ain’t playin’ with yo ass (i ain’t playin’ with you f+g)
hit him with the pistol (hit him with the pistol)
i got a ruger on my waist (i got a rocket on your face)
and he pull a missle (and it got the missles)
and if i k!ll you (k!ll you)
won’t n0body miss you (ain’t n0body missin’ you)
why you dissin’ the glo gang? (you dissin’ the glo gang?)
we ain’t diss you (b+tch, we ain’t diss you)
[outro]
you a b+tch (you a b+tch)
f+g (f+ggot)
now, this a dead issue (this a dead issue)
and if i put you in the grave, motherf+cker (if i put you in the grave, motherf+cker)
you gon’ be a dead issue (you gon’ be a dead issue)
how you a k!ller? (how you a k!ller, b+tch ass n+gga?)
from king drive to march field, i be all over yo ass boy
actin’ like you want some problems with big glo

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