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letra de perfect my rob - glokk40spaz

[intro]
every time we catch up (up), n-gga wanna put up that bl!ck, stop bl!ckin’ (i love you dj g—)

[chorus]
every time we catch up (up), n-gga wanna put up that bl!ck, stop bl!ckin’ (bl!ckin’), ayy, yeah
n-gga can’t come to the vampire function, he ain’t got ticket (oh, yeah, ticket)
and that b-tch real nasty, she eat the d-ck up like cricket (like cricket, eat it like cricket)
i don’t give a f-ck, middle finger flippin’
gl4, better respect my pimpin’, mm, yeah (i love you dj gren8de)

[verse 1]
(i love you ryo)
hm, hm, i really love drank, on god
hit ’em with the glock, better stick outside
seen the ak and he thought about dyin’ (dyin’), hm, yeah, ayy
i ain’t stickin’ up for no b-tch, that ho ain’t mine (b-tch)
woah, mm
i ain’t stickin’ up for no b-tch that ain’t mine
i’m lil’ glokk, d-mn, i love my mind
i’m silent for sure, ain’t drop no dime (silent for sure)
we crackin’ these f-ck n-gga face just like china (china)
we take the police on a chase in the car, ain’t skrrt nothin’
lil’ glokk40 b-tch, i’ma ride ’round with just more than one fire (fie)
b-tch, wanna be bl? gotta run more than just one thing
i can’t catch my opp right now, i’ma catch his ass in the next life (gang, gang)
gang sh-t, i ain’t got no wock’ right now, i’ma sip tris like i’m that n-gga (tris)
mm, i don’t why i feel down, i really thought i was down for the fifth right (down, fifth)
that n-gga put up that glock and say, “good night”
g30 on me, lil’ k got a jake tonight
mm, young n-gga, i don’t believe in second chances
i could’ve k!lled em ’cause lil glokk a bandit
i went and shot em, my glock got abandoned
we beat that boy, we don’t give him no bandage (oh)
we gon’ leave a brick in his plate just like hemi (brick)
we only say bl gang goes ’cause we cause so much havoc
wipe they face, lil ki did k-mo tragic
sumo got two d-mn bodies on his belt, take his ass off (on his belt)
swim through the iced out, run, call me lil’ glokk phelps
[?] fade, them bullets, them sh-t gon’ melt
the f-ck do i look like textin’ the p-ssy? this sh-t no help (grr, grr)
mm, hop on the b-tch, start rappin’ on my bl!ck, n-gga, this sh-t still felt
hm, i catch them [?], catch me crumbling (crumbling)
all my opps get dealt with (dome)
i don’t need no help with it (no)
gotta set my brother up a video visit (visit)
this how i slide (slide), n-gga can’t be bl (slide), them n-ggas ain’t with it (with it)
boy, this the mob, gf take his sh-t, that n-gga just trippin’
i catch a opp, glock in my car, but you know the real gutta business
i live a legendary lifestyle, glock in my pocket, burberry on me (yeah)
why these spendings? amg benz (yeah)
n-gga can’t hop in, we spinnin’, mm, mm
gang tryna go for the win (win), tired of these n-ggas keep dissin’, mm
[chorus]
every time we catch up (up), n-gga wanna put up that bl!ck, stop bl!ckin’ (bl!ckin’), ayy, yeah
n-gga can’t come to the vampire function, he ain’t got ticket (oh, yeah, ticket)
and that b-tch real nasty, she eat the d-ck up like cricket (like cricket, eat like cricket)
i don’t give a f-ck, middle finger flippin’
gl4, better respect my pimpin’

[verse 2]
mm, n-gga tried to put me on a d-mn plate, but you can’t even come back to the hood, you a b-tch
on east side, posted on [?] gang station, i brought, i tote my bl!ck (grr)
on god, i ain’t catchin’ no opps on ig, n-gga, catch his ass in person then put his slip (slip, p-ssy)
my bm ain’t grow up like a [?], but i give her that fire, she gon’ dump that clip
perfect, i wanna go to miami with more than one person, so i can just merk ’em
i’m from the a, be wit’ dirty burner, catch that boy lackin’, you know we gon’ hurt him
these n-ggas p-ssy, they be on tv, duck too much like mac and bernie (bernie)
n-gga keep doin’ that ig talkin’, them 7.62’s hit his face like dermal
big opp stomper, b-tch, i’m colonel
real don dada, ride with that burner
yo’ ass waddle, leave the person
i took to duckin’ this pain to combat hurtin’
tryna perfect my rob, young n-gga still learnin’
b-tch, i look like [?], leave a n-gga missin’
i got a smith, f-ck on jada pinkett
post up on [?], draco in my britches
n-gga, ear drum hit loud, n-gga, smoke loud, n-gga, they can’t listen
and lil’ glokk, n-gga, poppin’ out, n-gga goin’ hard, ridin’ with that [?] (hard)
[outro]
(it’s dj gren8de)

- glokk40spaz

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