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gloccboy keece – spin they block lyrics

[intro: gloccboy keece]
uh
uh, lil’ bruh spin they block, let off shots, he got hit with the uh
get up, n+gga

[chorus: gloccboy keece]
uh, lil’ bruh spin they block (spin they block), let off shots, he got hit with the drac’ (go get ’em)
i grew up in school (let’s go), can’t cap to 12 (f+ck), i don’t f+ck with the jakes
i might hit his block with tali gs (uh), he shouldn’t have dropped the rakes (gang)
that n+gga grimy, he can’t slime me out, i’m really with the snakes (uh, let’s go)

[verse 1: gloccboy keece]
they like, where i been, b+tch, i been trappin’ tryna make a play (uh, i’m trapped out)
i know he a goofy, n+gga died, they left him with his drac’ (can’t get up)
if we catch a opp, we real rake (skrrt), these bulletes hit his face (let’s get him)
dissin’ on my brother (b+tch), had to put his ass back in his place (baow+baow, baow+baow)
go get you a hat, they don’t pop out when it’s time to play (let’s hop out)
lil’ bruh ass be tweakin’, bullets touch him and they penetrate (uh, uh)
tell ’em, “f+ck my p.o.”, be out here thuggin’ anyway (f+ck ’em)
screamin’, “long live kado” (long live kado), free lil’ e, he’ll touch down any gang
uh, book me for a show, i’m bringin’ members, they know how we play (they book)
heard they caught a opp, x his ass, i know he got away (he gone)
i can’t smoke a opp, his ass was boof, i left him in a tray (he half)
f+ck n+gga ain’t havin’ sh+t, emotion you just send away (he droppin’ away)

[chorus: gloccboy keece & stunna 4 vegas]
uh, lil’ bruh spin they block (spin that sh+t), let off shots, he got hit with the drac’ (fire, fire)
i grew up in school, can’t cap to 12, i don’t f+ck with the jakes (i swear)
i might hit his block with tali gs, he shouldn’t have dropped the rakes (gang, boom+boom+boom+boom, boom+boom)
that n+gga grimy, he can’t slime me out, i’m really with the snakes (uh+huh, 4x)
[verse 2: stunna 4 vegas]
i’m really puttin’ that fire on your b+tch ass, you talkin’ pistol play (come here, boom, boom+boom)
taliban could’ve went to the major league the way he swing the k (gang)
that f+ck n+gga ain’t blitzin’ ’bout his brother and he gotta spank (cap, kd sh+t)
b+tch n+gga be woofin’ on that ‘gram, he never asked about
n+gga play, i make him walk (come on, uh, uh)
back in that traffic, bullets hit his face (come on, uh, uh)
hit his top, watch hot ‘nem make a post, got dude right out the way (dude right out the way, ha)
on the ‘gram, they throwin’ shade (uh+uh)
go get you money, come get paid (huh?)
f+ck the ho, she won’t get saved (uh)
we get the drop, bet it get sprayed (bet it get sprayed)
get the drop, bet it get on (uh)
roll him up, i get that cough (uh, uh)
hit his head, his body fall (come here)
my lil’ n+gga know nothin’ but chopper talk (boom+boom, boom+boom)
we pullin’ up, lettin’ them choppers out (skrrt)
he get hit with fire, no more lil’ talk
i would never drop a diss, b+tch, i put money on all of y’all

[outro: stunna 4 vegas]
it’s 4x
yeah, i signed
still with ride with uh
i’m comin’ wet your block with fire
b+tch play and this a homicide
mmm+mmm+mmm, that’s a period
mmm+mmm, mmm+mmm, rrah
mmm+mmm

- gloccboy keece lyrics

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