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g-lock_off_rappad - spree ft. wealthmasta lyrics

//intro//
late at night at la, two gangstas hop out a escalade
enter a bank, then one of ’em pulls out his glock
demands all the money from the teller or he’s gonna knock
his ass out, death threatenin’ the teller like he an opp
//verse 1 (godlik3)//
yeah, it’s midnight, goin’ on that crime spree
that’s the uprisin’, used to live on the streets
some ceo wouldn’t give that that million dollas, so i gave him a week
or else imma show him who ain’t in his league
fights, crimes, b+tch i’m tellin’ ya, that’s basically my life
find some fools and take they wallеt at night
and i’ll pop him with a automag if he even triеs to fight
’cause i don’t f+ck around and they know i’m right
came straight from the ‘hood, boi, don’t play
y’all can’t stop me, i’m a beast, and i don’t give a f+ck ’bout what they say
any lil’ b+tch who think they can mess with me gon’ pay
and i do sh+t my way, anyway
a couple thugs thought i was some sh+t to play wit’, so i gave ’em a taste of my glock
they shouldn’t try sh+t anyway ’cause i come from da block
walk them streets and knock out some jocks
and they know i don’t f+ck around, so they shouldn’t even talk
//chorus//
late at night at la, two gangstas hop out a escalade
enter a bank, then one of ’em pulls out his glock
demands all the money from the teller or he’s gonna knock
his ass out, death threatenin’ the teller like he an opp
//verse 2 (wealthmasta)//
opps fleeing for their lives when i unload the clip in a rush
and not to mention that i got your b+tch all up in a blush
cause i’m a plug, whether it’s chrome or in the sheets
i unload everything and then i double+cl!ck for release
yeah, i be getting bodies, especially if they get me stiff
because you know i got em gaspin when i grip and lift
i’m coming with the k!ll switch, strapped up like we pegging
put that metal to their head and laugh when they start begging
these fake thugs are so pathetic that it’s kinda depressing
yo ass don’t got no trophies on ya, homie stop pretending
cause when it comes the streets, you be sellin like checkouts
these motherf+ckers gonna learn when to step in and step out
when you hear that cl!ck+clack, get back, cause i’m on the attack
and i got a stash in the dash cause i’m backed for hijacks
i maneuver with glocks and rugers strapped to my back
got a tec in my vest, and some explosives packed in my sack
//outro (godlik3)//
f+ck around and find out

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