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slimesito - 10 glocks lyrics

[intro: fluhkunxhkos]
we on gangway right now, n-gg-
10 glocks, 3 n-gg-s in this
casok

[verse 1: fluhkunxhkos]
i don’t know why these f-ck n-gg-s hate (for real)
i get money, i guess they can’t relate (you what)
f-ck n-gg-, take me to the safe (on gang)
diamonds drippin’ like they been by the lake (b-tch)
i don’t f-ck with these n-gg-s, they fake (for real)
you ain’t talkin’ money, n-gg-, then skate (on gang)
big blood, but i’m not from la (whoa)
still put a p-ssy n-gg- on a plate (on gang)

[verse 2: slimesito]
hit that n-gg- with the 38 (38 special)
five shots, so i’m not tryna play (five shots)
i ride with that f-ckin’ stick everyday (ride with the stick)
i got a plug and he live in the bay
these n-gg-s actin’ p-ssy, they afraid (on gang)
young n-gg-s on the block goin’ insane
sticked up like a military base (sticked up)
red beam and it’s aimed at your face (red beam)
local joker, n-gg-, i’m state to state
50k just to drop the case

[verse 3: beezy b]
stupid -ss n-gg-, fiend for that rerock
paid shooters, just got the whole block knocked (frrr)
can’t come outside, i got the whole block locked
.223s poppin’ out like push pops (.223s)
stick hit his -ss, now he a patient (stained him)
old money, n-gg-, this sh-t is ancient
triple cross, they callin’ me satan (triple cross)
five kis and they hid in the bas-m-nt
shooters wrap you up for all of that fakin’ (shooter)
see you in person, n-gg-, you started shakin’

[verse 4: fluhkunxhkos]
better stay focused and get this sh-t straight (focused)
‘fore your stupid -ss end up gettin’ ate (your -ss)
better move, get the f-ck out the way (on gang)
all my youngins on the block, they gon’ spray (b-tch)
hit that n-gg- with the motherf-ckin’ drac’ (brr, bow)
shoot that n-gg- in the motherf-ckin’ face (bow, bow)
my n-gg-s on gangway be slimin’ all day (on gang)
don’t bome around here, n-gg-, you know you not gang (b-tch)
shoot a n-gg-, i don’t care what he bang
i think n-gg-s mad that i f-cked on they main (for real)
i’m the same n-gg-, i swear i can’t change (you know it)
you n-gg-s better stay in your own lane (gang)

[verse 5: slimesito]
wiped his nose, he was too lame (wiped his nose)
x’d his -ss out ’cause he was in the way (x’d him out)
50k posted on gangway (50)
totin’ on this stick i got in his b-tch name (sticks)
he was lackin’, now he on 448 (lackin’)
got them shooters hoppin’ out of the straight a (shooters)
hundreds on me, lookin’ like it’s my payday (frr)
hop out with the stick and i’m goin’ rampage (brra)
chopper hit him, i just did him the worst way
i’m with the slimes and they throwin’ up gangway (slime)
143 and i’ll shoot at your whole gang (43)
so many b-tches, i got ’em on rotate (on gang)

[verse 6: beezy b]
hit him up, now he on a stretcher (hit him up)
tried to set me up, he thought he was clever (ha)
front page him, now he got his exposure (front page)
slime for days, n-gg-, i finally got closure (slime)
shootin’ sh-t up like a navy soldier (frrr)
klepto, wipe your nose and your face (klepto)
stash a p in my grandmama vase (stash it)
double down only way i feel safe (double down)
dead man walkin’, man, you finna get burned
shoot a n-gg- if he step on my turf (frrr)
lame -ss n-gg-, i ran off with your merch (ran off)
all my shooters pop pills, go berserk (go off)
all that sneak dissin’, your face on a t-shirt
lame -ss n-gg-s better run to the preacher (lame -ss n-gg-)
the way this stick hit him, it’s like a heat-seeker (stick)
smoked him all, i thought he was reefer (smoked him)

[outro]
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