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tucker hundredz - clocc freestyle (ebk) lyrics

[verse 1: raccz, jugger, & kemo givenchy]
cl!ckin’ on him till it break
for the bread, i’m never late
100z put you in ya place
.40 boomin’ in his face
swervin’ giffy, state to state
f+ck a bid, i do the race
why they talking on the gang?
like we don’t really put in pain
like we don’t really let it bang
all these oppa n+ggas lame
like, n+ggas better tuck they chain
n+ggas better duck they brain
cause tucker aiming for they frame
i’m with the 100 clocc mobsters
no, we don’t play with our roster
you could get shot for impostin’
speaking on t, ima pop it
big .40, ima knock it
sh+t hanging out thе pocket
see a dizzy, ima flock it
i ain’t got no other option
[verse 2: tucker hundredz]
when i cl!ck it, i ain’t stopping
lost cro, i’m feeling diff’
whеn i cl!ck it, i ain’t missing
chase down gang like taken
liam nesson when i’m sprayin’
i pg like stockton
[?] the kemo tell him, “pop”
and i ain’t into all the friends
plus, y’all speaking on my dead
so f+ck y’all n+gga gone
and [?] cannot respond
and god took nick on a tour
y’all don’t want this kinda war
four+fifth beat like a speaker
hallow hit him out his sneaker
i play the back, ’cause i’m a creeper
cloccy with me, that’s the reaper
f+ck you talking ’bout a sweeper?
we keep mops for the cleaning
hallow hit him in his temple
he tried to run, this not a game
took a hallow to the brain

[verse 3: blaccard suave & duppy woo]
lu was shaking, and i seen it
swear to god, i’m a demon
see an oppa, know i’m fiending
creepin’ for weeks, i ain’t sleeping
swear to god, yea, i’m fiending
i been itching for a reason
.30 on me, ima squeeze it
pop a 30, now i’m leaning
all the pain, yea, i seen it
sh+t i seen, you won’t believe it
how you going out for treason ?
on the gang, that’s insane, you a lame
you can’t hang, it’s a shame
you around, just for fame
[verse 4: tucker hundredz]
and you was never on a thing
and stop rapping on them lives
i swear to god, i’m getting tired
in this party, with the glock
give him six+three if he flock
i ain’t tyson, i ain’t boxing
rush me, ima knock ya
feel like kobe, i’m a g.o.a.t
g24 give me hope
laser on, don’t need a scope
g lock got him to the light
safety first up on ya flight
n+ggas know that it’s on sight

[verse 5: raccz & jugger]
velly juice in my cup
40 tucked under the gun
choppa kick like its soccer
lion paw when we lock it
all i know is 100 cloccin’
time is money, ain’t no stopping
walking weird, i got a rocket
amiri the jeans, perc in my pocket
perc in my pocket, right next to rocket
ready to flock it, on any oppa
they be like jugger, “why you on nonsense?”
cause when i lost ‘dot, n+gga, i lost my conscience
spin through the garvey, you know that we shopping
[bridge: kemo givenchy]
you know that we shopping
you know that we got one
you know how we spot ’em
jugger flock ’em, grah
tucker got one, grah
raccz gon’ pop ’em, grah
‘rah, ‘rah, ‘rah
hold on, huh, that’s a 30, ‘rah
i get st+rdy, rah, she a birdie, ‘rah

[verse 6: quelly woo]
bad b+tch, she acting flirty
she off the d’ussé, look what it do to her
she got good brain, like she a tutor, or
good brain, like she went to princeton, wait
too tact’, dig on the jakes
yo duppy, pass me the k
like windex, ima let it spray
bad b+tch on my body, she wanna play
don’t play, give me that wait
don’t play, back that thing
don’t play, back that wait
don’t play, back that ass
i know it’s that time when she give me that look
tp got the wave, like i’m captain hook
get the drop, flip that n+gga like a book
i know i’m the one, i got them shook
i feel like lil’ bro when he was a rook
i feel like aang, i get airing
i feel like pop, spin ya block in mclaren
drop my woo? i dare ’em, like
it get nasty
jugger spin and he upping it fastly, like
he don’t get no money, he a maddie
i told em tp, they too chatty, like
bnb look like a frat house, wait
i told ’em bring all the baddies, like
yo tucc’, just dump that gun, like
how many opps got bun’, like?
bad b+tch, sh+shaking them buns
she shake her hips, think i’m falling in love, wait
she wanna f+ck with the cuz
feel like blaccard, cause i get the fund
shawty let me blitz, cause i made her bump
like, lulu in my junz, wait, wait
like, lulu in my junz, huh

- tucker hundredz lyrics

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