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letra de 2 fa 2 - glokk40spaz

[chorus]
(yeah, yeah)
2 fa’ 2, i’m going 2 fa’ 2
robbed them last night but i ain’t know what i did to you
zip full bands, i walked the trap with like h-lla’ blues
i’m on his ass, what the f-ck, i can’t let ’em loose
tie his ass up in all black, do a wedding suit
babylife vamp, we ain’t scared, we got h-lla’ troops
(yeah-yeah)
(yeah, yeah, stop playin’)
f-four door lambo ’cause i really just had the coupe
get the fye up on the 10, heard you scared to shoot
ya’ll catch a l everyday, i catch w’s
pack his as up, let him freeze just like lunchables
creep on him crazy but i’m not the huxtables
he’s the backdoor, what the f-ck i’m gon’ trust him for?

[verse 1]
glock on me n-gga, is the f-ck tyna’ muscle bro?
hot as the summertime, fye got it hot as f-ck
sometimes your feelings, you gotta’ keep it bottled up
f-ckboy can’t talk ’round the gang, speak for all of us
jesus piece on my neck b-tch, i’m the holy one
just for a substance, i heard that you sold yourself
12 on your ass boy, i told the boy focus up
green as f-ck, i heard the boy f-cked a locust—
mobb sh-t, know i’m the cheat code
catch a hat, he bald as f-ck just like neo
singin’ ass n-gga, you a b-tch just like niko
keep throwing gang signs up, f-ck a rico
all white, n-gga walking around with them kilos
key line, n-gga shoot the boy like a free throw
he had appeal but he snitch and he sing like a c-note
rat ass n-gga need to get out the streets though
she go both ways but i ain’t know she was down low
mexican n-gga got popped, you see rojo
you ain’t got no stick in this b-tch, what you for?
my b-tch say yes all the time, i don’t hear no
don’t play with mobb, on the 10, you gon’ feel whoa
walked up in chase, get out scram with the state-sold
come out to texas, i’m coming for they pesos
[chorus]
(yeah, yeah, b-tch)
2 fa’ 2, i’m going 2 fa’ 2
robbed them last night but i ain’t know what i did to you
zip full bands, i walked the trap with like h-lla’ blues
i’m on his ass, what the f-ck, i can’t let ’em loose
tie his ass up in all black, do a wedding suit
babylife vamp, we ain’t scared, we got h-lla’ troops
(yeah-yeah)
(yeah, yeah, what i say?)
f-four door lambo ’cause i really just had the coupe
get the fye up on the 10, heard you scared to shoot
ya’ll catch a l everyday, i catch w’s
pack his as up, let him freeze just like lunchables
creep on him crazy but i’m not the huxtables
he’s the backdoor, what the f-ck i’m gon’ trust him for?

[verse 2]
i’m in paris n-gga i got that bl!ck
they keep staring at bwhoa, they get flipped
lightning quickdraw, i pop straight off the hip
she never seen this type life, it’s a glimpse
rrr, they ride the bike like they do tricks
half of weed sold and that sh-t motherf-cker skimp
i took his b-tch ’cause she know he’s a wimp

- glokk40spaz

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