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letra de free sumo - glokk40spaz

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free sumo, had like 10 missed calls on my phone
got muhf-cking 30 15 in your home
this baby life sh-t but you cannot come home
i break that hoe off and i do not feel wrong
youngin take off your top like the georgia dome
how the f-ck can i flop, i don’t even know
i do not want talk, n-gga leave me ‘lone
band gang come in your trap with them muhf-ckin ak’s
shawty gon mask the f-ck up we don’t say nun
baby like slide, we don’t do no playdates
young n-gga hiding, push up to that one way
oh you think you slimin’ that n-gga, go make some shake
knocking down trees but this ain’t earthquakes
oh these n-ggas wanna just go for god’s sake
shawty don’t know he got put on a plate
just like a baby got spanked
young n-gga faded i think i might faint
young n-gga use the [?] with no paint
i’m on the block with a gun and a shank
my partner got locked up i can’t even think (can’t even think)
i gotta pull some hunnids out the bank
young n-gga want pistol b-tch i want a tank
he talm bout gelato f-cking up his brain
these young n-ggas kicking sh-t just like liu kang
don’t come to atlanta faking that you brave, n-gga
crazy b-tches on my phone done got slayed
i got the groupie b-tches on replay
we don’t do the goofy b-tches they get played
young n-gga spraying at you like some raid
i wanna see my b-tch in lingerie
don’t n0body f-ck with us cause we don’t play
kel tec on me make him harlem shake
alot of these n-ggas out here ain’t get dp
i don’t give a f-ck my bro locked up at gp
man i might just catch me a play at the bp
you think you the one with the stick then come see me
we run from the cops we got cameras on tvs
don’t listen no bullsh-t, throw out his cd
this hoe got a cooling kit, young n-gga freeze
i don’t f-ck with rat n-ggas i don’t eat no cheese
jump out the window like peter pan, n-gga gon make him believe
hopped out the carbon, we robbing they know that that f-ck n-gga just gotta sneeze
pillow talking to the b-tch wasn’t working
i told that b-tch let me go on purpose
they said he want smoke, n-gga they try dead it
velly, is you ready?
choppa just like belly
do you believe in heaven
twist him like spaghetti
pop out like i’m ‘fetti
n-gga you wasn’t ready
treat him like the devil
cause they said we sketchy
i was tryna feel myself, b-tch i ain’t [?]
slime did some sh-t them n-ggas out to get me
young n-gga nervous
don’t make me hop out the car, he deserve it
i might just pop the bl!ck up for no reason
mask up, take him for treason
we do the ransom n-gga he ain’t leaving
we gon do the get back and i mean it, n-gga
how the f-ck did you figure
y’all n-ggas ain’t with it
this gun hold a titty
give a f-ck bout no feelings (f-ck feelings)

- glokk40spaz

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