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letra de glock-work orange - deleted artist

[intro]
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beat that f-cking clown up on the bus
all that woofin’ from you b-tches need to f-cking hush
they thought they had my f-cking spot, but i bought me a slot, you stupid motherf-cker
but i know y’all p-ssies—what’s the f-cking rush?

[chorus]
i beat that b-tch-ass clown up on the bus
all that woofin’ from you p-ssies need to f-cking hush
they thought they had my f-cking slot, but i bought me a slot, you stupid motherf-cker
but i know y’all clowns, so what’s the f-cking rush?
come through the 4, let that f-cking switchy bust
we camp out cribs for real, you clucks ain’t leave the slide, guess he ain’t worth a d-mn
saw lil’ p-ssy sy ass up on the bus, i should’ve trailed and got him f-cking tucked
they free lil’ b-tch-ass blow, he bitin’ f-cking dust, don’t make me flip that alpha f-cking truck
we hoppin’ out, it’s 80 f-cking plus
i don’t think you can run from f-cking us
and f-ck every d-mn opp, they ass put up since big bro got that lil’ p-ssy munchie touched

[verse 1]
he switchin’ hoods, his b-tch ass a f-cking cluck
i catch lil’ benji, leave him f-cking stuck
king ass a driver, you a f-cking b-tch, shut up
you never spilled no brains or f-cking guts
lil’ bro be cappin’ for them f-cking sl-ts, but they won’t help if your ass gets f-cking touched
menace mally’s glock, that sh-t was cute, you need a f-cking grip
but you need help, and that’s the f-cking truth
you feel a way, then b-tch come through, no 4v4, just me and f-cking you
you gon’ see what my glock’ll f-cking do
he talkin’ ’bout chops, i had a f-cking few
that lil’ ass pad, b-tch, we got two
that 300 black blew him right through the f-cking roof
hit his ass in the face, make him choke on the f-cking tool
prolly boot up the perc while i’m up in the f-cking booth (blrrd blrrd blrrd blrrd blrrd)
f-cking yo
[verse 2]
and f-ck both of those dracs
he died on his block, what a f-cking disgrace
and i’m smokin’ on dock, so i think i’m the f-cking face
b-tch ass trippin’, so i’m grabbin’ the waist
shark look dirty as h-ll, you can see it on his f-cking face
if that b-tch had to run, then you know i’ma f-cking chase
and that n-gga stay f-cking broke, they be sharin’ the f-cking pape

- deleted artist

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