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channel4mark & dee glokk - cookin with john lyrics

[verse: channel4mark]
my gang worst of worst, boy i’m tryna get busy
n+gga mentionin’ tray, ain’t even touched a fifty
n+gga talkin’ about spinnin’ but run with that glizzy
i’ll bail out this b+tch head first, get to bl!ckin’
i’m a rapper that spinnin’ sh+t, really be dead
don’t get caught out in traffic, up the switch, tap his head
pop the lock, let me out, better pick up your legs
glock ebkk, tryna put him in bed
bro know how to drive, controllin’ wheel, workin’ .40, tryna put a n+gga ass underneath
bro say he smokin’ on mika, i’m tired of that b+tch, told me pass me lil bro with no t++th in
and bro still crankin’ a z, with a baby ap, spot a sak and leave him in the east
and n+ggas ain’t spilled no blood, ain’t touch no skin, so why n+ggas mentionin’ me?
i’m smokin’ on mika, fats, hank, d+mn, i almost forgot about winford
lil bro want a sign wit’ a baby ap, get close, on god, told him hang out the window
if he drop a lo’, we gon’ pull up to his door, team 4 get close
come get you
no regular pistol, bro put a pin in a chop, tryna crop a n+gga ass like a picture

[verse: dee glokk]
i’m tray 5 gang, i’m done respondin’ to n+ggas, just send me a lo’, we can meet
3 deep in gv, guarantee tore off for p
try to spin and we parkin’ the v
tried to get out on feet, that’s like askin’ for death, quickest way to get put on a tee
don’t fall, no kman, gotta be sober for this, cause we finna go to the pink
turned up, we gon’ glitch, stop speakin’ on tray and go put in some work, boy you a old ass rapper
hardhead ass bout twenty some still dissin’, boy you a old ass capper
but i’m tryna catch the new 10k with a new baby drac’ and do em’ like the last one
catch a shoota556, hop out with a 5.56 and flip his ass backwards
baby tim was just smokin’ on jizzle and jd sh+t, boy i woulda back doored his ass
they ain’t spinnin’ for mizzle, bet he’ll punch for mizzle, spot a 5, i’ma drop my mask
i p+ssed on kman grave, hot the only one who stood on business, but i beat his ass
the rest of them n+ggas some b+tches and if you in them videos, boy you ain’t gettin’ no pass
fazo dumbass died off a perc, that’s crazy
he lost his life to a pill
they hit up the car, hardhead jumped right in the back
that’s the only reason windford got k!lled
jizzle died wit’ the n+ggas he was ridin’ with, ain’t blow, woulda been stop claminin’ the hills
free roger, kman big head ass shouldn’t have reached, now he forever land still
i know how to drive but when it’s time to slide i’ma hop in the back tryna swing that switch
he went on a mission with thirty+one bullets, came back with thirty, i’ma take that b+tch
this a big boy gun, get hit wit’ a .10 milli or a .45, make ’em shake that sh+t
this glock 2rare, make a n+gga dance quick
she seen them bands and came out her pants quick
too many dead n+ggas on that side, i’d hate to be a otg or a 5
have ya head on right, if a+ tryna slime, anything suspicious we parkin’ the ride
cmurda on my left, lil mark on my right, outside, no man, tryna send some to god
we sponsored by glock, everything customized
and this ain’t got sh+t to do wit’ cod, on bro
[outro: channel4mark]
my gang worst of worst, boy i’m tryna get busy
n+gga mentionin’ tray, ain’t even touched a fifty
n+gga talkin’ bout… but run with that glizzy
i’ll bail out this b+tch head first, get to bl!ckin’ n+gga
and free my team n+gga
and f+ck your team n+gga
and i’m cookin’ with kya

- channel4mark dee glokk lyrics

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