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glockboyz teejaee & glockboyz tez - rap beef lyrics

[verse 1: glockboyz teejaee & roadrunner glockboyz tez]
gettin’ back, ain’t got no expiration date
a rich n+gga, still’ll get mad and shoot you in your face
i’m tryna f+ck a b+tch when i meet her, i ain’t got no time to play
i ain’t got no time to wake, i gotta go drop off this weight
i’m in the mall tuckin’ bl!ck, in the hood tuckin’ bl!ck
i be ridin’ ’round like half the whole city tuckin’ bl!ck
they call me “wack jumper”, but name a time that i done missed
doggy was tryna slide on me and almost got shot in his sh+t, n+gga
man, name a time when i was trippin’ over a b+tch
man, i told bro he can f+ck my main b+tch, n+gga, that’s gang sh+t
man, it be crazy, i be out of town, they treat me like i’m famous
man, they don’t know i used to sleep all on the floor, in the bas+m+nt
man, me and tez f+cked the same b+tch, i’m like, “you be dumb as h+ll”
n+gga, me and boom in the same whip, that’s like two hundred sh+lls
man, n+ggas hang around with snitches, beefin’ with y’all, we gon’ go to jail
i’m finna link up with my dog, he in the o, [?] and pills (glockboyz, ayy)

[verse 2: roadrunner glockboyz tez & glockboyz teejaee]
here we go again
saw an opp— got to blowin’ like the wind
we ain’t tryna score it up, we goin’ for the win
can’t find you, then we goin’ for your kin
i be in church tuckin’ bl!ck, hutch tuckin’ bl!ck
tae out his sh+t, he done upped on a b+tch
we ridin’ ’round with one+fifty, it ain’t enough in your sh+t
i heard that n+gga tried to slide, and got stuck on that b+tch
ain’t n0body finna keep playin’, it’s 2022
you would get scared and tell everything like more money [?]
i don’t really show money, i’ll show you what that money do
y’all be laughin’ when we die, when y’all die, that sh+t funny too
all them n+ggas dead as h+ll, in the dirt with no flesh on ’em
i heard the feds watchin’ me, i got fresh on ’em
9k shot him last time, i got next on him
if that n+gga keep hidin’, put a check on him (come on)
[verse 3: glockboyz teejaee]
ayy, we the reason why the block hot (why the block hot)
probably never stop beefin’ until we k!ll all of they top guys
ten milli, i got it on me, it’ll park you, stop sign
if you would put your d+ck in her, then she is not mine (yeah)
look, i ain’t tryna rap beef, i’m tryna smoke somethin’
i got a fully with me now, if i can’t bring it, then i’m not comin’
i’m ass backwards, i’ll rob you and i got money
i just be hopin’ that i run into an opp so i can pop somethin’ (yeah)
they probably told you i’m a savage (they probably told you)
leave my phone at the crib, grab my mask, jump in traffic
i used to rob with dirty chop, go ask the opps, i let ’em have it
i rap now, f+ck around and quit this sh+t just like my daddy (just like my daddy)

- glockboyz teejaee glockboyz tez lyrics

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