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glokk40spaz – i got a army lyrics

[intro]
(woah, ah)
i got a hunnid shots in my +
i got a hunnid shots in my+
(chapo)
n+gga, yeah, yeah

[verse]
baby like woah boy (woah) i be with gunna
yeah, pop it at night tryna strike with a g+19 on my hip (blrr)
broad day with band outside (band) tryna catch a godd+mn l!ck
when i go slide b+tch i got a vamp with me (slide)
i’m a don n+gga you can’t get yo stamp from me (stamp from me)
ain’t move right boy i can get your stamp took (yeah)
no dead files play both sides just like a crip
if i let this b+tch off errbody gon’ look
all that money that you flexed boy that sh+t getting took (took)
just a young n+gga from the east side i got booked
d+ck ride my pockets that is not a good look (i can tell ya)
i can tell how you shoot boy i know he a rookie
this gelato for them ones, we ain’t smoking on no cookie
i ain’t going back and forth with a n+gga hе a p+ssy (goin’ back and forth)
imma take they ass off ‘fore еrrybody overlook (take they ass off)
can’t trust a n+gga, thinking ‘bout bj
ready to bust a n+gga (blrr), y’all n+ggas money funny just like chris tucker (money funny)
i’m tryna get off just like a fake usher (get off)
i let the stick talk (stick talk) ion do discussion
backstab a n+gga like a godd+mn russian
big ass .40 n+gga i won’t do no tussling
monkey got a zoo, banana clip’ll put her under
take his ass off rough him up like a punter (take his ass off)
pick up my pants why that b+tch wasn’t cuffin’?
playing with the mob i’m a real+life jugger
take his ass off through the swamp or whatever
9+millimeter ripping through that boy leather (blrr)
taking me off? h+ll nah you will never (nope)
i ain’t going my vampire ain’t going (ain’t going), these b+tches they going
yo b+tch she f+cking the gang that hoe wh0reing (wh0reing)
i smoke a track, five in the morning (track five)
i f+ck my b+tch every time i’m h+rny (uh)
boy, i had kicked that b+tch out ‘cause she borin’ (get out)
dump my opp with .223 just like i’m jordan (come here)
big whoa got that stick i paint the clip orange (yah)
give a f+ck bout yo’ clique, b+tch i got a army (blrr)
whoa fin’ knock him off, we know he informant (blrr, yah, yah)
i’m on the block posted up with hooligans (hooligan)
me and lil whoa on that godd+mn stupid sh+t (stupid sh+t)
freak have the lo? everybody know i’m hittin (whoa)
this baby like, ‘sh+t who the f+ck told that business?’
strapped up n+gga i got all types of gens (gen)
gen 5 on me gotta go common sense (gen 5)
n+gga he so p+ssy hit him up again (p+ssy)
boy i want the smoke, you won’t tell me when (want smoke)
b+tch i’m on yo ass and you know i’m tense
twin let em off, man we made them bullets fly through the whip
we gon say f+ck them boys they not my kids
i’m gon’ have to pop a n+gga if he trip
i’m clutching this glizzy n+gga this sh+t iffy
i be hunting down outsiders in my city
these big ass bullets you gon’ need new kidneys (these big ass bullets)

- glokk40spaz lyrics

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