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letra de im sorry outro - glokk40spaz

[intro]
if i am godd-mn i was f-ckin that b-tch
keep the firearm on my hip when i’m f-ckin that b-tch
at the end of the day i ain’t trusting no b-tch
remember the time we was down in the dip then we robbed the n-gga he servin the strip
had a strip a n-gga i ain’t goin for sh-t and the trap got hot when cut 4 lip
oh yuh, gang (spaz)
i’m sorry, oh yeah
ye’en talm bout glock ye’en talm bout none (ebg)

[chorus]
say this for ebg (im sorry)
this for all my n-ggas in the street my brotha he done switched on me
that smith he got that lemon squeeze
the system got that lock on me, g-lock keep that glock on me
no p-ssy in me guarantee
won’t let them p-ssies burry me
lil glokk had the 40 they told him to get down he stood the f-ck up man that n-gga a clown
im crazy as f-ck so they don’t come around
i got a rocket the bottom a 30. round
ebg trial shake down for the look out
arching the weapons don’t come to the cook out
f-ck-ah n-gga don’t come out the house
rtk king sh-t give me the crown
my n-ggas want hunnids i won’t let em down
i walk out the bank make it rain like a drought
he say he a k!ller, the f-ck is he talm bout?
ain fussin no graham plays, get you a pound
the smith & wesson got em jumpin around
ill slime for everything i’ll make it out
told kilo i love em i won’t rat em out
it’s slime forever you know what i’m bout
never been the type to think bout a b-tch if i am godd-mn i was f-ckin that b-tch
keep the firearm on my hip when i’m f-ckin that b-tch
at the end of the day i ain’t trusting no b-tch
remember the time we was down in the dip then we robbed the n-gga he servin the strip
had a strip a n-gga i ain’t goin for sh-t and the trap got hot when cut 4 lip (brrtl)
yeah, gang sh-t’ don’t worry bout me cause i’m good
my momma the one that got me out the hood
sticked up n-gga, im still in the woods
dumb ass n-gga i know he ain’t neighbor hood
gang geeked up like a shud, street ass n-gga ain’t n0body understood
draco on me we ain’t showin no love
im in the trap with the robbers and k!llas they know i ain up to no good
i f-cked her face up i ain’t know that i could, she ate the d-ck up i ain know that she would
draw down on that n-gga the f-ck do he want?
n-gga a b-tch and his momma a c-nt
h-ll nah ion smell you my brothas ain’t bloods
glock on me n-gga, come try if you want (gang)
[outro]
oh yuh, i’m sorry
yeah i’m sorry, gang
ebg, lil glokk in this b-tch man

- glokk40spaz

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