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helluva beats - no membership lyrics

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[intro: gmo stax]
yeah
gmo
(h+lluva made this beat, baby)

[verse 1: gmo stax]
i’m in my glo’ like i’m sosa (bang, bang)
see the watch, now she on me
swing the ‘cat like a stoley
high as h+ll, still focused (still focused)
n+gga, show my opponent
pull on they block, get up on ’em (yeah)
hop out the whip, get up closer (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
we known for doing n+ggas bogus
i ain’t gotta show it, it’s poking
n+gga better not approach me
i got a fully, it’s loaded
type this b+tch wants to keep going (keep going)
we like the taliban
they can have me red+handed, n+gga, i ain’t telling sh+t

[verse 2: veeze]
no logos on my hoodie and that b+tch cost me like seven cеnt
i’m too bossed up, don’t call me on no petty sh+t
thеm tweakers and them strikers, boy, they riding ’round with like seven clips
put ’em on your ass or call it off just like the president
ayy, come and get your mans, he rap ’bout trapping, but ain’t selling sh+t
n+gga, this that gang members only, ain’t no membership
n+gga, this ain’t no game, all the glocks we got big glizz and sh+t
lil cuz, watched that n+gga, look up one day, he would be switching clips
[verse 3: gmo stax]
switching clips more than i be switching clothes and b+tches
money on your head, f+ck around and have your mans get you (have your own mans get you)
can’t catch up to his ass, we finna make his mans feel it (make his mans feel it)
whole ‘bow just to smoke, all dead n+ggas (all dead people)
on the phone, we talk in codes, you know the feds listening (shh)
i don’t wanna f+ck if ain’t no head with it (i don’t wanna)

[verse 4: veeze & gmo stax]
i got too many hitters, i’ma just let the bread k!ll ’em (just let the bread get ’em)
i got a ho gon’ drop the lo’ right when they netflix+ing (certified)
soon as he dropping and get to popping, drop some red with you (uh, what’s wrong with you?)
these n+ggas ain’t really my gang, these n+ggas fans really (n+ggas fans really)
i’ll show you how to run up three hundred bands without nothing, n+gga (no cap, n0body)
lil’ stax, that’s like my twin, you can’t even tell the difference (twins)
i still got n+ggas who will take a n+gga here to memphis

[verse 5: gmo stax]
certified, we stand over business
make something out of nothing, that’s that hustle in it (make something out of nothing, that’s that hustle in it)
that trapping sh+t ain’t nothing to me
you got the sack and fumbled with it (how?)
if he got it and i don’t, b+tch, i’m gon’ run up on him (i need that)
yop hit him five times, watch him drop in slow motion (watch him drop in slow motion)
trigger put me on my sh+t before they got up on us
n+gga, one just ain’t enough, i need another rollie (another rollie)
we ain’t running out, n+gga, everywhere we go, we loaded
[verse 6: veeze & gmo stax]
rolling loud rolling loud, i don’t know who i’m smoking (who is this i’m smoking?)
ain’t no question, b+tch, i’m blowing if my brother blowing (b+tch, i’m blowing, b+tch, my brother blowing)
i don’t give a f+ck we out of town, gotta keep that toolie on me (gotta keep it up us)
n+gga thinking with his d+ck, send one of my groupies on him (he thinking with his d+ck)

[outro: veeze & gmo stax]
n+gga, this that gang members only, ain’t no membership (no membership)
ain’t no question, b+tch, i’m blowing if my brother blowing (that ain’t no question)
these n+ggas ain’t really my gang, these n+ggas fans really (they’re not gang members)
whole ‘bow just to smoke, all dead n+ggas



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