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la ghost - g l o ck lyrics

[verse 1:]
g l o c k, k
spell that glock, odd blocks
pop out with that f+ckin’ drac
and an odd opp posted like “who outside today?”
dead presidents inside my pocket, make yo b+tch faint
they steadin cappin’ in that rap but b+tch i’m tryna up that rate
they still dissin’ on a n+gga, but won’t come say it to my face
that n+gga press’ about a hoe, but i f+cked her with my chains
she sweating with my cubans on, that sh+t make my diamonds blang
you acting metal with no bl!ck, you betta’ stay up out the way
this box up on this 26, this b+tch talk like [?]
don’t spin up on the opps, if he ain’t got one in the chamber
they know the rules to the street, just to live here every day

[break:]

[verse 2:]
s p i n n n e
spin up on the opps, better let them bullets win
catching on this f+ckin’ chop, just so i can see my kids
i heard he lost his f+ckin’ partner, i can do his f+ckin’ grid
posted on the f+ckin’ block, we got d up in that wet [?]
he say he smoking on paper, boy i see you when i spin
bet that opp caught, boy i go and check that vin
hit this call, make his momma cry again
you know who won, but we hit that mans, just spin that block again
hit ’em in the head, with this drac make that motherf+cker spin

- la ghost lyrics

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