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glokk40spaz & young nudy – enough ammo (remix) lyrics

[intro: glokk40spaz]
whoa, real za, n+gga
(chapo), chapo

[chorus: glokk40spaz]
yeah, n+gga take precaution when you step in this trap house (trap house)
only drugs and guns allowed, i get money everyday, i’m a cash cow (hrr, cow)
huh, my trust done ran out, huh, they block get fanned down (no)
enough ammo to shut yo’ d+mn mouth, enough ammo to shoot this stick, and yo’ ass ran out
i’m eighteen, n+gga, i can do it by myself, i’m a man now
this a g+30, it’s my favorite, this b+tch shoot so loud
these b+tches be d+ck grabbin’, they be d+ck hoppin’, wanna shout out (b+tches be d+ck suck+)
you want solution to yo’ problem? drink this wock’
n+gga, you wanna live life on the edge? say “f+ck them cops” (f+ck twelve)

[verse 1: glokk40spaz]
i don’t give a f+ck about you feelin’ like you finna get caught in the mix, n+gga send that drop
i be antisocial with the godd+mn b+tches until 12 o’clock
“how many shots?”, twenty+seven
b+tch i’m in seven heaven
they ain’t gon’ never get me
huh, yo’ b+tch got good becky
hold my pistol, b+tch you know my stick heavy (on god)
we gon’ have a godd+mn bang out, touch makaveli (on god)
we gon’ slide on all the opps while we have this stolen chevy (on god, slime)
i been hittin’ sh+t with this glock, n+gga i’ma veterinarian
he don’t want no beef, he went vegetarian
got the biggest stain, boy i pass every letter
so much stain, probably should meet the devil
you a p+ssy n+gga, i be wit’ real steppas
remix songs, like i’m david guetta (remix)
i’ll f+ck yo’ b+tch in a ripped sweater
i can get hard in the cold weather
i got love scars, from the glock metal
they keep holdin’ weight, we gon’ bench press ’em
i don’t do no dates, let off them shots, it’s a cold case
v+lone on my back, color oj
whoa don’t like ’em, he can’t stay (no)
[verse 2: young nudy]
(slime)
pushin’ weight, no bench press
spin your hoe, but yeah, they both flex (uh+huh)
i get money, she get more neck
if it’s champagne, b+tch, it’s more wet
you know i campaign for 4l and everybody know it
keep my gun, not scared to show it
shooter with me, ready to blow it
i stay on drugs (drugs), you can look at me and tell i’m loaded
in the trap and they stay rollin’
all my blunts, your hoe is rollin’
i’m on the eastside of the hood in zone 6, yeah, we posted
if your n+gga knows, you know me, yeah

[interlude: young nudy]
(hahahahaha)
yeah, real eastside n+ggas for real, bro, y’all already know what the f+ck goin’ on out here man, you gotta stand up for this sh+t man (yeah)

[chorus: glokk40spaz & young nudy]
yeah, n+gga take precaution when you step in this trap house (slime)
only drugs and guns allowed, i get money everyday, i’m a cash cow (hrr)
huh, my trust done ran out, huh, they block get fanned down
enough ammo to shut yo’ d+mn mouth, enough ammo to shoot this stick, and yo’ ass ran out
i’m eighteen, n+gga, i can do it by myself, i’m a man now
this a g+30, it’s my favorite, this b+tch shoot so loud
these b+tches be d+ck grabbin’, they be d+ck hoppin’, wanna shout out
you want solution to yo’ problem? drink this wock’
n+gga, you wanna live life on the edge? say “f+ck them cops” (f+ck twelve)

- glokk40spaz young nudy lyrics

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