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protect - nod off 3 lyrics

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[intro]
thank you lock
i ride with a glock
walk down on em, get ’em dropped
cause he wanna think that he hot
brrt, but he not
put him down in a box

[chorus]
yeah, woah
he get popped
he get dropped down
he get rocked
he get stomped out
cause he wanna think that he hot now
i gotta watch out for opps now
cause i know that they wanna drop down
he nod off percs can’t hear a sound
can’t stand me i told him to sit down
lock and loaded yeah i got the big rounds
yeah she text me she know i’m the sh+t now
locked in i can not get out of it
in a bad mood thеn we beat you out of it
shooting this sh+t like i’m pеja stojkovic
made a promise i could never love a b+tch
cold in new york but i’ll get it super lit
she call my phone i give her a who is this
ask yourself really who else is doing this
if i fall apart then you know i’m gluing it
if i gotta shot then you know i’m shooting it
[verse]
know i’m greening it
down two one
had to make a play, had to even it
only want one thing for christmas
but i gotta move on i can’t get it
i don’t wanna talk yeah just shut up, forget it
i said that i loved her it hurts that i said it
i said that i loved her i knew that i meant it
that sh+t was so stupid yeah i had to debt it
bro smoking gas yeah i know it’s unleaded
make a opp fall, just like confetti
i ball, n+gga i’m ready
you a grown man that got poked at the deli
lotta lame n+ggas n+ggas hitting my celly
outside peanut b+tter, inside jelly
ain’t no days off, i’m on the clock
he can’t kick pills but he don’t sip wok
moving sus look at you like the rock
doo doo doo, get popped
get you dropped
thank you lock
i ride with a glock
walk down on em, get em dropped
cause he wanna think that he hot
brrt, but he not
put him down in a box
[chorus]
yeah, woah
he get popped
he get dropped down
he get rocked
he get stomped out
cause he wanna think that he hot now
i gotta watch out for opps now
cause i know that they wanna drop down
he nod off percs can’t hear a sound
can’t stand me i told him to sit down
lock and loaded yeah i got the big rounds
yeah she text me she know i’m the sh+t now
locked in i can not get out of it
in a bad mood then we beat you out of it
shooting this sh+t like i’m peja stojkovic
made a promise i could never love a b+tch
cold in new york but i’ll get it super lit
she call my phone i give her a who is this
ask yourself really who else is doing this
if i fall apart then you know i’m gluing it
if i gotta shot then you know i’m shooting it



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