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pfa leek, baby gee, nasfrmdatil & rivtwer aj - gz in the crib lyrics

[verse 1: pfa leek]
look
like, we got gz in the back, we got gz in the front
we got gz gettin’ money, we got gz totin’ guns
we got gz that hop out blixk a n+gga, tryna get it done
he hit his top, get a reward, lil brodie get a honeybun
look, look, they gotta stop that
gdk up on the net, they seen me and they cop that
get a thot to set the drop, get on they block, like where the opps at?
every time they try to bend they shoot the air, like where them shots at?
on the road without no muddy then i’m callin’ aj, “where the pint?”
i’m gettin’ sober, pour a 6 up in the deuce to end the night
think she a ten without no [?], she get left if she ain’t right
she suckin’ d+ck, she doin’ pole, get in a chase she takin’ pipe
know it’s a g up in this crib, might be a couple of ’em
don’t care who posted on that block, better be duckin’ with ’em
ion know his name but he got shot ’cause he f+ckin’ with ’em
beam on the whole crowd, he got tagged up ’cause he was runnin’ with ’em
cannot be around you don’t provide or want to beat
i’ma stand over a top, i spot a n+gga droppin’ g
i’m on the road trappin’ ot, them n+ggas still hop in that v
they know my bop, show no face, just know the dreads hang out the ski

[verse 2: baby gee]
you know the gz up in the crib
go to [?], you know the sleeze up in the crib
every single member got a g up in the crib
so if a n+gga tryin’ he ain’t leavin’ out the crib
n+gga askin’ why i stopped with all the drill music
’cause all these n+ggas just be cappin’ in they drill music
baby gee, you know i bring a different feel to it
but if sh+t get wicked in the spot i might just still do it
don’t take the backdoor, that could get you backdoored
have the bros wildin’ up the crib like they the task force
bunch of people keep on askin’ what the mask for
heard he stood in front the judge, like, what the mask for?
what you ask for? this is what you asked for
n0body made you punch it in, or get the last four
n0body told you “stuff the rod inside your jansport”
n0body ‘pose to know a thing, that’s what the mask for
[?]the bottom of the barrel had to climb the sh+t
was more concerned with n+ggas eatin’ than desginer sh+t
kept it gz on both sides, i’m not a prada kid
all you hear is gz when they holla so stay out of it
[verse 3: nasfrmdatil]
caught the uppy made some money from the crib
fly folks, get a bag, spend some money up in kith
touched the bag then put some money on the strip
you know leeky tote the thirty, he go dummy with the blixk
gz in the crib with gz in the crib
gz need respect or it’s gz on your lids
[?] buggin’ he got keys in the fridge
had a [?] he [?] we send gz on the bridge
even before i used the rod brodie caught a shootin’ charge
hit a n+gga with whatever, like, he know who in charge
me and brodie got the b+tches, put ’em in the newest dodge
sent the baddie to the crib i bet she knowin’ who to rob
i know my ex sick seen me with my next b+tch
i’m in a x6 cookin’ with a x6
we gon’ bleed it ’til it’s done and get the next 6
you drop the g, it’s always up ’cause we don’t dead sh+t
n+ggas clown you when you’re broke, they hate you when you up
cook the piece up with the loc, i poured some mud it got me stuck
mix the quagen with the crush, brodie came in clutch
how the opps gon say we broke with all this money we done touched?

[verse 4: rivtwer aj]
tryna make it happen, gz in the crib, wasstaxkin’?
when you enter, the rake come as an attachment
n+ggas know what happen if a n+gga thinkin’ shootin’ through the jacket
he reacted too late so we had to pack him
gz in the crib, the gz know we gotta floxk to live, and the gz know it’s plenty shots to give
ion gotta name a block and make it easy ’cause a lotta n+ggas snitches, so it’s only gz allowed up on this mission
gz up in the spot, never lackin’, always got the chop
sidesteppin’, watch a n+gga body drop
n+ggas know my scotty, i just pulled up to a block and made it hot
couple gd n+ggas runnin’ back with knocks
lotta heavy metal but the car still h+lla ghetto
roll the window down and hit a n+gga with a “h+llo”
if 12 come up behind us we gon’ press down on the pedal
it’s a lotta black flags, we ain’t worshippin’ the devil
black hat, black shades, black chucks on
watch out for the fake black flags with the gloves on
throwin’ up the rakes it don’t matter if the cuffs on

- pfa leek baby gee nasfrmdatil rivtwer aj lyrics

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