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capo (gbe) - computers freestyle lyrics

all these n-ggas runnin’ round like they some shooters
see me in real life ain’t tough on they computers
disrespect duwop is like i gotta do ’em
glo gang, when we pull up k!ll you about the mula

[verse 1]
b-tch we from chiraq not from philly
for big glo we pour out henny
and b-tch we headed to your city
just to unload all these 50’s
b-tch we invading any city
don’t f-ck with g’s, my n-ggas with me
i ain’t spending no cash on no f-cking ring
b-tch i’ma buy a johnny, what the f-ck you think?
and we ain’t riding in no two doors
free t sl!ck and free my daddy out the you know
if a n-gga play crazy then i’ll k!ll them dead
your honor just give me my sentence, send me to the feds
cuz how we grew up it’s no telling, k!llers move in silence
don’t be yelling, show me you commit that violence
in the state we ain’t stopping for the troops
shout out jump out gang them my dudes
don nitty, what it do?
tadoe been trapping like a fool
in la with the tool
now just hit chicago, had it too
run up on me wrong, you gon’ make the news
i paid 8 huncho for these shoes
sat in that box for a few
be my gun case, i will lose
started shooting toting with the crew
pipe on my hip like it’s glued

[interlude]
i just got a brand new burner
i just got a brand new burner

[verse 3]
all these n-ggas snitching, got this sh-t f-cked up
man what happened to the game? they got it f-cked up
if i can’t hang with you my n-gga, then that’s tough love
b-tch finessing, and we jugging you out the plug
b-tch i’m 2pac above the rim
ain’t going out like mitch did at the end
b-tch i’m getting money, ain’t got time for friends
cuz friends too sneaky, plot on me i’ll k!ll them dead

[interlude]
you know how i’m rockin’ man
like cut off stockings man
keep kush in my pocket
all designer, get your grind up n-gga

[verse 4]
n-ggas woofing pull up on ’em
guns they sing like cee lo
wherever we go need no people
guns we need like 3 more
f-cking b-tches, sliding in foreigns, my jewelry got peed on
on the block, taking bandos, ain’t no snitch like nino
b-tch we blowing up the spot, we ain’t use no c-4
you n-ggas free throws
y’all too easy, and his girl’s a zero
pull up on him with that 3-o
let off, now its zero
i’m a monster with this 4-0 n-gga not no hero
you n-ggas funny like spongebob and squidward
st-tch and lilo
you rappers fu
and ain’t got no deal
my neck a kilo
i got this mike vick on me n-gga
herb got dan marino
he said he said he wanna smoke with me
n-gga, we shall see though
and i got big glo on my timbs
n-gga like the facts not no rims

[verse 5]
and we play with choppers, fn’s, automatics
he been dissing on the gram
i catch him in traffic
lets see this n-gga, pull up on him
and lets touch his (?)
when we bailing out them cars
lets see if he grab it
this glock got him running out his shoes
i got into guns that’s why i left the school
cuz i ain’t had sh-t to do
they like “that’s capo with that tool”
ain’t got no deal but i’m boom
feds ran in the spot won’t sh-t but residue
we been sent them crystals
border got them through
ain’t saying no more man i’m through
cuz hip-hop police man they listening
man they trying to catch us copping, sending chickens
me and my n-ggas ain’t no snitching
draw out the hit delete the witness
i just spent some cash on a burner
i catch yo -ss then you getting murdered

[verse 6]
i just spent some cash on six 40 glocks
my youngin sixty ran through like 40 opps
smoking dead opps out the his-ouse
b-tch, you ain’t sucking d-ck you gotta bis-ounce
get the f-ck up out my his-ouse
and i’m from chiraq with the east and with the sis-outh
toting this 30 let it stick out
up this motherf-cker, shoot you in your mis-outh

i just got a brand new 50
i’m headed to a brand new city

- capo gbe lyrics

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