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luh soldier – lock lyrics

[chorus: luh soldier]
got the key to the city lock, yeah
i gotta keep the glock, yeah
i let the heat rock, yeah
i got the streets lock, yeah
i got my city on lock, yeah, yeah
i got the streets on lock, yeah, yeah
i got my city on lock, yeah
i got the streets lock, yeah
i got my city on lock, yeah
i got the streets lock, yeah
i got my city on lock, yeah
i got the streets lock, yeah
i let the heat rock, yeah
i gotta keep the glock, yeah

[verse 1: luh soldier]
extensions on all our guns, we not letting nothin’ happen
huh
n#gga pipe down with that cappin’
chopper make him do a summersault
kick down your door, n#gga where the vault?
lock in the booth, i’m in overtime
but still i will bust down the border line
huh, yeah, i heard you n#ggas wasn’t official
yeah, huh, she sucked me up oh why did you kiss her
i had to kick ’em out the office, i ain’t [?]
diamonds never dirty, you can see ’em
chopper hit ’em, i don’t wanna be ’em
huh, yeah, i came from the mud
all this drip, i’ma caught me a flood
if i owe then get it in blood
all these diamonds blind you like some headlight
she a ten and ooh lil’ mama hittin’ right
she be diggin’ my favorite like yeah right
put some more of my strawberry soda
get in my way then we runnin’ you over, yeah
huh, yeah, sauce

[verse 2: 42 dugg]
might have [?] my pops
might have f#cked your niece
they have the city on lock
[?] don’t play with my sh#t
she ain’t down [?] can taste my d
want twenty#four line of [?]
i done too many [?] sh#t borin’
met her from the westside b#tch she foreign
probably never see a n#gga like me again
don’t need a b#tch, no bro i need the bands
two sticks, [?]
want smoke, rulin’ every block [?]
[?] i ain’t seen her in month
should’ve give it to my baby
streets on lock from the hood to the a
still good in the [?], still good in the bay
watch this song, kinda feelin’ like [?]
he ain’t ’bout sh#t if he don’t want no [?]
woke up now, still got a lotta hoes
catch me on [?] bust down, free the bros
spend ten on socks, two hundred on clothes
made three on the road, i’m doin’ the state
[?] still f#ckin’ with the [?], n#gga
n#gga who got the keys?
rip nef, n#gga who got the [?]? me

- luh soldier lyrics

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