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glokk40spaz - passing by lyrics

[intro]
brrat, huh

[verse 1]
turn up b+tch, cap the tec, n+gga on the neck (brrt)
tell that pat i walked out b.b, n+gga (frrat), every time i step (step)
they identify my face, i think somebody helped them sketch (bop)
f+ck that opp, i want him scratched (scratched)
order the broom, his block get swept (broom)
i don’t like that b+tch, want neck
n+gga don’t take no disrespect
i’m just schemin’, i got my tec
put that beam on him, hit him wit’ that x (beam)
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout nothing b+tch, i ain’t scared
n+gga act hard when i ain’t there
buddy got blood on blonde hair
i got him kicking, lawn chair (lawn)
swing that glock, they asses starе
box, on that b+tch (box, box), it’s steady
where that shovеl? they’ll get buried (yeah)
shot that boy, play ball like curry (yeah)
get them birds, i did that early
yeah, i can’t show no mercy
cannot get him knocked for certain (certain)
move on, he get burnt like furnace
walked in, brand+new house and furnished
it was hard for me and my journey
flip phone, that ass burner (yeah)
gunners all in my circle (gunners)
beat him ’til he purple (yeah)
gee, how i look like urkel?
got that fire, sh+ll like turtle
know red runners, pack with murder
my gun clean, the b+tch not dirty (brrt)
he want smoke, but i’m not worried (worried)
all them jokes get on my nerves (nerves, frrat)
[bridge]
talkin’ ’bout glokk, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
n+gga ain’t talkin’ bout sh+t
uh

[verse 2]
i got blood on the wok (frrat, brrat)
huh, i don’t answer when your b+tch call (call)
i got to call on out to the angels to catch me ’cause these n+ggas let me fall (fall)
my brother hop out that black truck wit’ them sticks, no face for all
all that funny sh+t get you done up quick, n+gga you ain’t let dude ball (frrat, frrat)
’bout that money sh+t, all hundreds and sh+t
tell them, f+ck that, this one call (call)
i got tattoo lines from my father, this just all and all (yeah)
pop out n+gga to the beat (pop out n+gga), won’t touch sh+t, lit like mardi gras
n+ggas that want war, shut sh+t down, don’t tell them pause and stop (brrat)
swing that micro draco, i bet a n+gga get molly whopped (brrt)
i won’t be wit’ these rat ass n+ggas, we already know they gon’ call the cops (rats)
locked up in my cell (cell), raising h+ll, 5o5 (five)
yo, stand on that ten for mine (ten)
these p+ssy n+ggas gon’ drop or die (scared)
you don’t feel safe? then cop a fire (fire)
get at them n+ggas that rock the top (frrat)
blacked out, b+tch, get flanked behind (frrat)
i don’t know nothin’, i’m passing by (yeah)

- glokk40spaz lyrics

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