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letra de angelo jr - glokk40spaz

[intro]
band gang give a f-ck bout no stain (yuh)
b-tch i been gang give a f-ck bout no stain (huh?)
gang, yeah

[chorus]
b-tch i’m band gang ion give a f-ck bout no stain
4ch soild gang give a f-ck what chu thank
give a f-ck what chu thank on the block with a shank
i got my guap up got the sh-t out the bank
my partna locked up so i got em all ranked
in the road with a hard body and some saints
and i dunk on my opps i get em out the paint
came a long way from cookin noodles in the sink
and my uncle a junkie f-cked up off that drank
and i wish i could help a n-gga but i can’t
my back on the wall my glizzy gainst the gate
and i been seen the p-ssy boy behind the fake
man f-ck the police ain’t talkin to no jakes
seen my boy in the chain supplied to build a shank
i got gucci, supreme and louie get the taste
have my glock havin super powers with no cape (on god)
huh, block life (gang)
i’ma angelo 4 this that knock life
get you knocked off the script with like 4 pipes
shordy pulled out that knife at that gun fight
b-tch i’m all fight, f-ck flight n-gga
gang this that glokk life pipes up n-gga (huh?)
how you come to 1800 with no triggas?
and we all bout that life gotta see the big picture
ol f-ck ass baby put that n-gga in a sprinter
and that bit date the mob swear to god i won’t miss her
barely touched the b-tch i barely done kissed her
real street n-gga give a f-ck bout no b-tch
and i’m all on the block with that solid gang sh-t
and im been takin hits so i really won’t flinch
and lil velly got 40. caliber to pinch
said he wet i shoot up he swimming with the fish (gang)
he swim with the fish
and the whole gang know that cho pockets on lent
wanna join ebg? better stack up yo chips
and they know i’m surprised to get in on this sh-t
gotta see what chu rockin can’t hang around no snitch
gotta see if you bout it can’t hang around no b-tch
they know we can get this artillery quick
man come to the trap save a hundred goin for the stick
call me angelo jr i’m bonding sh-t down
h-ll no i can’t f-ck with no clown
i’m bought a suppressor glock won’t even make a sound
diss on the gang you catch a hunnid round
the glizzys in my lap i’m ridin round town
and my dog bit the n-gga sent em to the pound
they said he was barkin no bite how that sound?
but for every day band gang shawty crashing out
clean up the paper with towels and drive-bys
we ain leavin money n-gga what’s a drought?
i ain beefing with broke n-ggas on the couch
if you let that b-tch in you can kick that b-tch out
slap the f-ck out that b-tch tell that hoe watch yo mouth
why the f-ck is you talkin b-tch? i want cho mouth
i take the glock out put that b-tch in my pouch
fell in love with shooting all my angel let out (gang)

- glokk40spaz

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