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skribbal - glock talk back lyrics

f-ck around and get shot
motherf-ckers run they mouth and get popped
i ain’t got no time to f-ck with them lames
run yo sh-t b-tch, you might get got
sn-tch that chain, sn-tch that watch
aim that ak, let that off
want that smoke… i grip that steel
this that dope kid…. this that real

f-ck yo b-tch, she dont want your -ss
thats why shes comin to you for the cash
then shes comin right back to my lab
sniffin them keys while she lettin me smash
like godd-mn i ain’t never felt no p-ssy this hot
love the way your b-tch rides my c-ck
she loves a motherf-cker with the sk!lls to rock
and i got them sk!lls buddy, you do not

talk that sh-t kid, talk that sh-t
pop that.. my glock talk back quick
imma go get em ma, imma go get em
imma go get em ma, lemme go wet em

(jaysin the sin god)
im the boss, you can’t talk like that
i dont say much outside of these raps
not a man of many words but my glock talk back
i dont look for n0body, i just toss a couple stacks
to the homies then they find where ya grandma at
put some holes in her head like the top of a hat
sin militia mob boss, i’ll getcha -ss whacked
for the price of an iphone and new some air max
sin god and force 5 bith we takin’ lives
i know some junkies that’ll dead you if i get ’em high
what i say is cut and dry, you can’t run and hide
feed you to the demons deep inside
b-tch you’re gonna fry

talk that sh-t kid, talk that sh-t
pop that.. my glock talk back quick
imma go get em ma, lemme go get em
imma go get em ma, lemme go wet em

talk that sh-t kid, talk that sh-t
pop that.. my glock talk back quick
45 hit through ya low ride whip
roasted.. we ghostin’ a low life snitch
f-ck around and get hurt
motherf-ckers runnin, hittin’ that dirt
bustin’ – they rushin and clutchin the word of they god
but that cross don’t work with this bird
i really wish a motherf-cker would come and test my pistol
im a straight up skitzo
a f-ckin pitbull off his leash, imma beast on that crystal… sicko

now f-ck wit that (f-ck wit that)
f-ck wit that (f-ck wit that)
f-ck wit that you b-tches too b-tch to bust back
and thats a fact
f-ck wit that!

- skribbal lyrics

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