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letra de da real oso - glokk40spaz

[intro]
spaz, gang yeah
babylife, yeah
the draco on me it slide with no roof
ye’en talm bout glocks ye’en talm bout nun (gang)
gang, y’know that this glock got some kick (gang)
y’know that this glock got some kick

[chorus]
i just hit a l!ck a n-gga hot i feel like the sun
and she like to tote the glock don’t f-ck with no one
and i want them hunnids like i’m benjamin son (gang)
and if i have to pop a n-gga then which one?
and i f-cked a asian b-tch her name soo yung
post up at the citgo but i ain’t goin
and b-tch i’m lil glokk40 ain’t no hoein me
i know that a n-gga talkin to police bout that .45
said he gon blitz some, so i’m finna pop mine
n-gga had a glock 19 a new gen5
n-gga had glock 19 now that sh-t mine
n-gga wanna be bandgang but he switched sides
takе my partnas in the chain get yo sh-t fried
don’t need no d-mn hеlp i turn yo ass to fish fry’s
kick her out the spot my finger f-ck the glizzock
aye, kilo had walked in the trap, said “f-ck where the dope at?’
man i ain got sh-t, n-gga where the l!cks at?
we can do a n-gga down bad he got 4 racks
lil-ah jugg man y’know we finna split that
we gon’ take his off he ain getting sh-t back
hopped out the cut on his ass dressed in all black
pull out cho gun he don’t got no strap, he tryna look throwed off
give a f-ck bout yo face tats
did him down bad then went back to the trap with them racks
that’s what you get for tryna be big dog
the young n-ggas come with them ratchets
i customize the fye with brand new attachments
can’t no n-gga say they eva seen me lackin
a cap a n-gga give a f-ck bout no caption (caption, huh?)
[verse2]
the dot on his face, might f-ck up his face mask’ let yo ah come back
we ion even play tag
30 clip on the glock know its a pro mag
made a young n-gga spaz get on yo ass
it’s a hunnid some shots flyin out the d-mn van
give a f-ck bout yo block will spin it again
young n-gga tryna catch a body so we on 10
im surrounded by k!llas don’t need no d-mn friends
its 5-0 up the score’ b-tch we tryna win
the head honcho, da real oso
violations if you talk to popo
got j’s on the block, they f-ck up they know us
he not finna jugg, code rojo
the babylife n-ggas tryna catch some
and if you bout that life n-gga flex some
we got heavy artillery weapons
could drop the dot on y’all n-ggas, we could drop the dot on y’all’s n-ggas
or i can just rob em my self, keep my pistol on my left
and marijuana give me breath
im money hunger man i can’t get no rest
i gotta put puff givenchy on my chest

- glokk40spaz

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