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roh 281 - glock lyrics

f-ck a beat yeah i’ll pull up with the glock
mob rule b-tch pull up with the flock
shoot your body, throw your -ss off the dock
test me b-tch put your life on the clock

got me dancing around in my red bottom shoes
so many b-tches i can barely f-cking choose
when it comes to winning that’s just all i f-cking do
hit the b-tch once, p-ss her on to the crew
100 round clip turn his -ss to beef stew
in a mansion b-tch, got the girls and the view
tryna f-ck with me? b-tch i’ll put you in the grave
ain’t f-ck with no beef, yeah i’ll pull up in a wraith
i️ ain’t feeding your homeless -ss, get the f-ck out my way
who said i’m a b-tch, they ain’t really got a say
y’all p-ssy n-ggas snitching, really y’all ain’t got another day
pull up to your porch, mow you down that’s a closed case
b-tches like some pidgeons, see some bread and now they hop for me
riding in the foreign yeah you know i keep that stock on me
always got that gucci yeah boutta start a clothing line
i’m the type of guy to take your b-tch without a punch line
people hear my name like you crazy please get off of me
when i got the glock it’s crazy you know you ain’t stopping me
came into the rap game, k!lling it i’m a god send
mess with me and the coroner about to be your best friend
slaughter gang sh-t f-ck with me and imma dump
pull up in a foreign, k!ll a motherf-cker with the pump
outfit got me looking like a full on hundred grand
murder gang sh-t,i sleep on a hundred thousand bands
went and bought a rari just so i could burn rubber
hang with the shooters b-tch i hang with my brothers

f-ck a beat yeah i’ll pull up with the glock
mob rule b-tch pull up with the flock
shoot your body, throw your -ss off the dock
test me b-tch put your life on the clock

- roh 281 lyrics

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