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khay b flockin - free 22gz lyrics

[intro:]
in miami beach, police are investigating a fatal shooting involving one of their own. the officer was forced to fire+in while going after suspects in another shooting. cbs4’s joan murray is live at the police department with those details, joan…

while city leaders here at miami beach this morning said that their feelings overnight went from elation to despair as police had to deal with two separate shootings. chaos on miami beach says two people are shot and died, police say thе first fatal shooting happened sunday night, 10:45 in the 200 block of ocеan drive…

we now know that it started with a dispute over a parking sp+ce. there was a report of 2 or 3 shots fired, called into 911…

[chorus: khay b flockin]
we spot em we clip em we hit em, we driftin i keep me a bl!cky like 22, spin thru ya block sprayin 22, glock with a clip that hold 22 x2

[verse 1: kush binfloxkin]
glock with a clip that hold 22, i got the stick when im bendin through
we just pulled up in a better coupe, you catch me lackin you better shoot
imma just hit it and stay if she let me, up in a porsche, you see khay in a bentley
free flocko floxk and he dump til it’s empty
we flock to k!ll, than skate off in that renty
taliban we bendin’ turbans, spot em, we uppin the blixk
they can’t spin in no suburbans cuz all of they pieces gon clip
travis wit me and he lurkin, spot em we dumpin out six
we ain’t missin thats for certain, 30 shots knocked off his limbs gang gang gang

[chorus: khay b flockin]
we spot em we clip em we hit em, we driftin i keep me a blixky like 22, spin thru ya block sprayin 22, glock with a clip that hold 22 x2

[verse 2: ju laden]
we spin through your blocks know we dumpin them choppas on ya heels on god you ain’t livin
i spot em i clip em i shoot through his fitted, that bl!cky gon shoot with precision
we slidin in suburbans, we see them, we purgin, we making them nervous they twitchin’
got kush & khay on you, they making a mess, know they ain’t leavin no witness
your b+tch is a hottie, she suckin me sloppy, she holdin me hostage she trippin
word to mommy, you was buggin im chasing a check, so baby just play your position
back to the trap im making it back, we countin them racks and they addin up
we f+cking they hoes so they mad at us, spot me an opp and i’m backin up
[chorus: khay b flockin]
we spot em we clip em we hit em, we driftin i keep me a bl!cky like 22, spin thru ya block sprayin 22, glock with a clip that hold 22 x2

[verse 3: khay b flockin]
we used to the drillin we slidin, spin thru they block and they always be hidin
face wrapped like osama binladen, shawty she jackin the wave i provided
king sasa he with me takin trips to the 50z, shorty she jumpin out her vicky’s
i stay with a bl!cky you want me, come get and my 2/11’s come with me
get to them racks off a lit 6, ak known for leaving no witness
im scratching them all off of the hitlist, trav dumpin you getting ya wig split
i get to them racks thats for certain blixky gang closin them curtains
bend through they block and i’m swervin’ sending shots if they lurkin’

[verse 4: nick blixky]
swear to god imma spazz out
they finna put me in a madhouse
spin they blocks up them choppas
i swear they got me in my bag now
free 22 sh+t got me upset
blixky gang be the gang we up next
trav spin, best believe you gettin left
trav spin, best believe you gettin left
da bl!cky da shiggie, you know we get busy
just hold a glock that hold 22
spin thought your block all u hear is boom!
yeah thats in a pack time for me to move
ya b+tch on my body just wanna top me, no love for no thottie
out on liv they copy, them b+tches is h+rny and lookin real sloppy!
[outro: 22gz]
whoever f+ck wit me, y’all know what y’all do, all the fake love, oh yeah…
blixky da blixky da blixky you know that!

- khay b flockin lyrics

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