letra de harambe - glokk40spaz
[intro]
(max made this)
[verse]
we been dropping n-ggas off in that crater
we just shot a p-ssy n-gga now he mentally disabled
ain’t no p-ssy ass n-ggas, only k!llers at my table
and i’m hanging out the car, right side right angle
got that stick in my hand, yanking n-ggas like a cable
i ain’t f-cking with n0body cause they only tell fables
got the drop on my ops then we slide cause we able
did that ebg sh-t man we taking over labels
put a hole in his body like a m-th-f-cking bagel
shawty done knock him out cause that n-gga ain’t stable
and i figured out who ratting cause its f-cking [?]
and we jumped the f-cking plug, i ain’t talking jumping cables
and this 30 round on me, man this sh-t real painful
and i pour thе cough syrup like its real deal maplе
and i pray to god n-gga cause i’m real deal thankful
and lil kilo by my side when this sh-t get fatal
only get one life i ain’t tryna live faithful, and i’m pouring up drank at the f-cking dinner table
and i’m stuck to gang like a m-th-f-cking staple
and these thot hoes mad cause i’m f-cking on rachel
and i play with the glock so i guess we both playful
and i came from the mud so i never been ungrateful
and this sh-t get hot but don’t let that sh-t shake you
and i only took my b-tch out first day im able
and its all fake love, man these n-gga really hate you
get yo b-tch ass up but could never ever make you
i could show you how to work, but i don’t even wanna take you
just a crazy ass n-gga that got shipped out the lake view
rodell in the chain man these n-ggas not gone break you
and they said i was a b-tch, n-gga who the f-ck is you?
im gorilla or whatever monkey got up out the zoo
im a big dog no you can’t even play with my food
yeah, and they know i keep the red flag
this a stick up n-gga, put that money in the bag
and i want the 50’s 100’s i want all cash
if that p-ssy n-gga talking then we on his ass
and to take the plug off, that’s a small task
if we see the opposition taking out the trash, and i never trade flags cause these n-ggas sad
when we catch the ops lacking put em in a body bag
put that fye in my pants, it done make my pants sag
got the number one rank but we don’t like to brag
wit a boujee ass b-tch and that hoe got class, and the way that she walking make me smack her on the ass
and they washing of the blood with a f-cking wet rag, cause the way we did them boys really give me flashbacks
yeah, i run off with your money ain’t no f-cking take backs
i won’t turn up on that b-tch cause im real laid back
and i’m talking to the money like a telephone, i was smoking in the trap cause i was home alone
and i let that hoe stay cause she got good dome
why my momma kick me out then tell me come home, i ain’t going home i don’t know what goin on
i was in indicated touching on the f-cking chrome
and that teq-9 really crack a n-gga bones, they stop f-cking with lil 40 think i’m dead wrong
if you think i’m dead wrong then you dead and gone
and i never make a rap on no sad song, if i gotta crush you out then its so long
[outro]
(gone, so long)
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