a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

glokk40spaz - split decision lyrics

[intro]
hop out that g ride n+gga, hop out that sh+t, pop at a window─
hop out that g ride n+gga, hop out that sh+t, pop at a window
shoot that b+tch, cutthroat n+gga’ slit cho sh+t
n+gga in the gang talkin to a d+mn rat
dunk me a f+ck n+gga like im shaq, i got top bunk if you─
i love dj gren8de
its dj gren8de hoe

[chorus]
yeah, bwhoa bust his gun more than one to
3 d+mn glocks, one plus two
i step in givency f+ck yo d+mn religion this glock shoot true
they talking bout make split decisions when i’m blitzin them
bl!ck get a n+gga end up on the news, huh
i put a d+ck in that gun, mothaf+cka p+ssy i guess it drank juice
ride with the carbine+15 know the draco in the f+ckin back we don’t make no truce
bwhoa gon’ shoot like kobe, all this d+mn drank pour a four in this f+ckin deuce
im stuck to the block with this bl!cky cause this sh+t like gum
young n+gga smoke good that gorilla glue
hop out that g ridе n+gga, hop out that sh+t, pop at a window
shoot that b+tch, cutthroat n+gga’ slit cho sh+t
n+gga in the gang talkin to a d+mn rat
dunk me a f+ck n+gga like im shaq, i got top bunk if you want gеt back
im out on bond, but i still can’t lack
gon’ point yo ass out and call nun’ but a honey bun
band gang sh+t man i need bout a hunnid of em
[?] that ain’t sh+t get some munyun
n+gga mad at me cause his b+tch wanna suck sum’ ex b+tch mad cause her friend wan’ f+ck some
whoa finna pop out and get em just 2 of em
bih’ to close on my d+ck just scoot up
n+gga be sweet as the f+ck, fruit roll up
n+gga playing with the mob, know all the whoa’s gon’ suit up
n+gga said that lil glok got bountys in cobb, how the f+ck you finna shoot me?
i roll that rod, what the f+ck do i look like hanging with a slob?
bih’ wan double back for the band sh+t par
godd+mn i need god, ian gone lie’ ion want no n+gga treat me like i’m soft
im gon’ ride, kel crash out with a xd cold, got that sawed off
whoa throw a lob, i catch a opp break his ass’ bad
we not waiting in the line for no opp, we got the flash path
i trap off uber eats, people do digital [?]
i catch a y.n n+gga, b+tch i hulk smash
catch jacobi out walking, jump in that water’ n+gga that’s his ass
im in the warehouse with a stick but this ain’t panda grass, huh
rob him with no face mask, hmm
these n+ggas see threw like sum glass
we bought designer don’t throw away the tag, huh oh yeah
big 30 mag, f+ck the b+tch then i wipe down with that rag
n+gga be switchin up call em a drag
my glock fell on the floor just because my sh+t sag, suffocate em put his head in a bag
i ain’t got no patience ion wanna go last
we got 24 hours to finish this task
“you wan’ the f+ck white b+tch?”, i’ll pass
he talm bout the mob, boy his ass grass
he think sh+t a game, 7.62 made his ass lag
when i’m thuggin i’m ready to catch me a body i’m ready to do when i hop out that dually
when i’m ready to shoot it i band up like smoothie
and when i empty the clip we can’t watch no more movies
and this babylife but its f+ck that boy stewie
man stop acting scary man let me touch on yo kewchie
start suckin this d+ck, lil b+tch just get to it
yeah, bwhoa bust his gun more than one to
3 d+mn glocks, one plus two
i step in givency f+ck yo d+mn religion this glock shoot true
they talking bout make split decisions when i’m blitzin them bl!ck get a n+gga end up on the news, huh
i put a d+ck in that gun, mothaf+cka p+ssy i guess it drank juice, huh

- glokk40spaz lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS