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glokk40spaz - bls lyrics

[intro]
mac got the drop, hold 50
we the real 4.5, y’all n+ggas just k!lling
let the fye hit his ass cause he ain’t wanna listen (no cap)
all the opps gon’ fly, gon’ die, y’all get it
ain’t no n+gga want smoke with lil glokk cause we near ’em
and the hoe don’t even text me no more, it’s whatever
make a n+gga life a living h+ll when i’m with velly
i don’t care what you bang so you don’t gotta tell me─
you ain’t never got blatt
gang, (grrtah, t─trap daily exclusive)
yeah, you ain’t talm’ bout sh+t
yeah, if y’all would, y’all some hoes (hrrtah)

[chorus: glokk40spaz]
back on the southside, n+gga getting stretched
but my brotha got hit with that baby life set
i done ride with the fye, i done took away breath
how you know about the bool, you ain’t never got blatt?
and my bit’ so bad like the feel of her chest
n+gga say he cutthroat, boy, i’ll chop off yo neck
and it’s f+ck the sinstar, y’all don’t get no respect
fell in love with that glock 40 first time we met
remember i found me that 19 and my momma said she f+cking with my gang signs (no cap)
tryna take time, i don’t even take mine
live a dirty life or baby life, left for no time
f+ck a dirty stick, i’m sticking with the .45
and my auntie a sniffer, she taking both lines
trap or die or cap or die, you n+ggas both dying
go to cracker barrel, crack ’em out the blood side (yeah)
[verse 1: glokk40spaz]
mac got the drop, hold 50
we the real 4.5, y’all n+ggas just k!llin
let the fye hit his ass cause he ain’t wanna listen (no cap)
all the opps gon’ fly, gon’ die, y’all get it
ain’t no n+gga want smoke with lil glokk cause we near ’em
and the hoe don’t even text me no more, it’s whatever
make a n+gga life a living h+ll when i’m with velly
i don’t care what you bang so you don’t gotta tell me
cause the wing man don’t say sh+t, he just ready
he gon’ pop out with the fye when he know it’s some tension
i ain’t talm’ bout will smith but he got weston
and he just got caught with his 28th weapon
know the chain gang f+cked when they give you that blessing
know them baby lifes, they mainly wasn’t getting that sentence
they done caught ’em in gamble, that n+gga got arrested
said he be in the a but he grew up in texas
said he trap all day but that boy ain’t restless
and his ass think his ass got that pole for protection
they wanna find out so they don’t never test me
he don’t never say sh+t he just up it and step it
and i’m big solid gang, n+gga, f+ck is you repping?
been the real d+mn shooter forever, get with it
and lil glokk a f+cking k!ller, he ain’t never been offended
i just put the p+ssy n+gga in a coma then the heaven
you ain’t never had no p+ssy, why the f+ck you tryna flex?
got the glock in my hand and my flag on the left
4ch solid gang, finna whack you for a check
tryna do a n+gga down bad that he got blessed (got blessed)
[chorus: glokk40spaz]
back on the southside, n+gga getting stretched
but my brotha got hit with that baby life set
i done ride with the fye, i done took away breath
how you know about the bool, you ain’t never got blatt?
and my bit’ so bad like the feel of her chest
n+gga say he cutthroat, boy, i chop off yo neck
and it’s f+ck the sinstar, y’all don’t get no respect
fell in love with that glock 40 first time we met
remember i found me that 19 and my momma said she f+ckin with my gang signs (no cap)
tryna take time, i don’t even take mine
live a dirty life or baby life, left for no time
f+ck a dirty stick, i’m sticking with the .45
and my auntie a sniffer, she taking both lines
trap or die or cap or die, you n+ggas both dying
go to cracker barrel, crack ’em out the blood side (crack ’em)

[verse 2: babysolid]
yeah, how you gon’ rob me, n+gga, i rob
n+gga ran up and got popped like a bar
n+gga want smoke, he get stuffed in a jar
i’m a real street n+gga, still got some war scars
i been threw that storm, ask me ’bout the dark
n+ggas ain’t cut cause they don’t got no heart
it’s just me and you, who the first one to spark?
n+gga got popped cause he ain’t play his part
got hit with that fye, it teared him apart

- glokk40spaz lyrics

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