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gsambo – kyrie lyrics

[intro: no savage & ]
aye sambo, this vicious (turn me up ky, yeah, wopo)
i’m poppin’ my sh+t sambo you got it comin’, you feel me? (free [?], aye carti)
aye sambo (free rio, mob)
[?]
[?] n+gga (ky)
turn me up then (mob, wopo)
haha (mob)
watch how i talk my sh+t on this sh+t n+gg+ (mob)

hol+hol+hold on connor you recordin’ this?
(mob)
[chorus: no savage]
uh, i got a lot of respect (uh)
cap+ass n+ggas i keep ’em in check
put a hole in his cap i can see through his hat (uh)
think sh+t a game i’m hittin’ that blatt
uh, spin with that switch lookin’ sweet and i’m flexin’
he don’t got no money that n+gga checkless
give me the green light turn him to relish
and f+ck every n+gga we sent up to heaven

[verse 1: no savage]
bang out the bag it state+to+state
i’m ’round the way with a drum and a drac’
come out without i might get spanked
a f+ck+n+gga set me up chasin’ that dr+
back+to+back buckets like kyrie b+tch
i keep a micro beside me
uh, he got his head blew off in an alley
what’s in his stash? a police siren
no more takin’ b+tch give me my money
everyday i give a dime to auntie
got on my sh+t ain’t complyin’ to undies
you k!ll me i’ma come back and haunt you
i got the whole d.c. in there shootin’ that drac’ it’s easy to flip sh+t
green or blue beam easy to hit sh+t
i don’t play madden and know how to hit sticks (no madden, mob)
[verse 2: gsambo]
whole lotta sticks
drums come with kick
aye mob
aye ky, let’s go
when i send the men, they blitz
i’m callin’ commands, they come and they hit
i’m scopin’ him out through the 5%
i’m still in the yo but providin’ the sticks
75 on these pounds your rent
we pay out the pocket ain’t causin’ a dent
heard he havin’ deals we reelin’ ’em in
really havin’ dogs glizzies and fns
they hidin’ them out like they hidin’ in tents
this brick when they spin n+gga spin it again
if we miss on the blitz we gon’ spin it again
[?] same sh+t i’ve been sinnin’ again
24 for a [?] send it again
[?] out a zip i’m just zippin’ ’em in
and we got glocks like we signed by g.g
go through they hood whole summer on tv

[chorus: no savage]
uh, i got a lot of respect (uh)
cap+ass n+ggas i keep ’em in check
put a hole in his cap i can see through his hat
think sh+t a game i’m hittin’ that blatt
uh, spin with that switch lookin’ sweet and i’m flexin’
he don’t got no money that n+gga checkless
give me the green light turn him to relish
and f+ck every n+gga we sent up to heaven

- gsambo lyrics

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