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lavel – grillz lyrics

[intro]
’cause i’m about to drop a bomb on y’all n+ggas heads
and f+ck what you think about it, that’s it, peace out
smile when i put this m+th+f+ckin gun in your mouth n+gga
(diamond cutz, volume 1 n+gga)

[chorus: asteriah and lavel]
smile for me sh+ggy
what the f+ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m+th+f+ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
[verse]
i ain’t playin with ya n+ggas keep my name out ya grill
f+ck around and get k!lled, i suggest y’all chill
the big n+gga ’bout to beast, we can take it to the streets
b+tch i’m 50 n+ggas deep, and we all got heat
man this sh+t is so for real, b+tches yappin out they grill
catch a body so quick, if you wanna know the deal
lavel the soopa villain, growin up all i see was k!llin
on the corner, drug dealin, boy i’m ’bout to hit the ceilin
gotta shut you n+ggas down, hey “i’m the wicked clown”
f+ck up out of here, how the f+ck you sound
“well i sold a million records” i’ll beat your ass down
take the plaques to your back, put the belts in your mouth (b+tch!)
i mean n+gga really, what, that sh+t is played out
got amb and colton grundy sleepin on my couch
i was cool at the loft and stop lyin’ so much
you ain’t buyin n+ggas sh+t, you f+ck around and get touched
now go an+

[chorus: asteriah and lavel]
smile for me sh+ggy
what the f+ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m+th+f+ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
smile for me sh+ggy
what the f+ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m+th+f+ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
[verse 2]
hit ’em up like ‘pac but you the one gettin’ shot
blazin’ my glock, 7 mile is the block
put some pop+top n+ggas on yo ass b+tch you hit
you know what the f+ck i’m talkin’ bout, this is no bullsh+t
i can’t rest until you rot and you f+ggots in the way
and stop claimin’ my city you give detroit a bad name
you a hoe and you can’t fight, watch em men in they tights
you my boy, [?], moon glorious you dyk+
whoever ride with them, you in it too b+tch
i’m on you n+ggas heads, n’ stay off my d+ck
i don’t trust none of y’all and y’all don’t want no beef
so if you ever talk sh+t, betta grit them t++th
i ain’t playin either n+gga this sum serious sh+t
and if i see you anywhere, somethin’ goin get split
call spider and the groupies thats what you goin do
but i ain’t beefin with them, this is all about you
now go an+

[chorus: asteriah and lavel]
smile for me sh+ggy
what the f+ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m+th+f+ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill (n+gga)
smile for me sh+ggy
what the f+ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m+th+f+ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
[verse 3]
replace your t++th, with my heat
rock this n+gga to sleep
’bout to cop a desert e and put you hoes on 3s
i live sucka free, you can’t hang around me
unless you boss enough, and gettin’ this money
we’re detroit n+ggas, all about they chips
we don’t hate, we don’t trip, n+gga get what you get
these b+tches tryin’ to hold me down but they cannot do it
authentic lavel, i’m the truth and i can prove it
you n+ggas don’t know my style, b+tch n+ggas don’t know i ain’t playin
i’m the one, b+tch, i’m the man, flip the ‘k with no hands
i’m a pimp, i’m the sh+t, all on my own d+ck
while you playin’ with the game, i’ma flip it like a brick
i’m the one they talk about, got my name all in they mouth
up north to down south, make them hoes scream and shout
you n+ggas b+tches groupies, even yo fans wanna do me
got her all in the jacuzzi, skeet skeet on her booty
goin an+

[outro]
+laughter+
ay n+gga, ay n+gga lavel n+gga!
diamond cutz, n+gga, volume 1
ay, 2006 n+gga no bullsh+ttin
ay, all i’ma do, is when i see y’all n+ggas
i’ma put it to yo m+th+f+ckin’ ass n+gga, my converse n+gga
i got m+th+f+ckin queen of hearts n+gga asteriah in this b+tch n+gga
this lavel m+th+f+ckers, +laughter+, y’all on sucka ass n+ggas
aye, “goin’ smile b+tch n+gga, f+ck you laughin’ at, put this glock in ya grill”
“glock in ya grill”, n+gga
“put this glock in ya grill”, n+gga this sh+t for real than a m+th+f+cka dog
and i ain’t even mad n+gga, i ain’t even mad n+gga
this just what the f+ck i do, it’s time to shut y’all hoe ass n+ggas down

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