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letra de split decision - glokk40spaz

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[intro]
hop out that g ride n-gga, hop out that sh-t, pop at a window─
hop out that g ride n-gga, hop out that sh-t, pop at a window
shoot that b-tch, cutthroat n-gga’ slit cho sh-t
n-gga in the gang talkin to a d-mn rat
dunk me a f-ck n-gga like im shaq, i got top bunk if you─
i love dj gren8de
its dj gren8de hoe

[chorus]
yeah, bwhoa bust his gun more than one to
3 d-mn glocks, one plus two
i step in givency f-ck yo d-mn religion this glock shoot true
they talking bout make split decisions when i’m blitzin them
bl!ck get a n-gga end up on the news, huh
i put a d-ck in that gun, mothaf-cka p-ssy i guess it drank juice
ride with the carbine-15 know the draco in the f-ckin back we don’t make no truce
bwhoa gon’ shoot like kobe, all this d-mn drank pour a four in this f-ckin deuce
im stuck to the block with this bl!cky cause this sh-t like gum
young n-gga smoke good that gorilla glue
hop out that g ridе n-gga, hop out that sh-t, pop at a window
shoot that b-tch, cutthroat n-gga’ slit cho sh-t
n-gga in the gang talkin to a d-mn rat
dunk me a f-ck n-gga like im shaq, i got top bunk if you want gеt back
im out on bond, but i still can’t lack
gon’ point yo ass out and call nun’ but a honey bun
band gang sh-t man i need bout a hunnid of em
[?] that ain’t sh-t get some munyun
n-gga mad at me cause his b-tch wanna suck sum’ ex b-tch mad cause her friend wan’ f-ck some
whoa finna pop out and get em just 2 of em
bih’ to close on my d-ck just scoot up
n-gga be sweet as the f-ck, fruit roll up
n-gga playing with the mob, know all the whoa’s gon’ suit up
n-gga said that lil glok got bountys in cobb, how the f-ck you finna shoot me?
i roll that rod, what the f-ck do i look like hanging with a slob?
bih’ wan double back for the band sh-t par
godd-mn i need god, ian gone lie’ ion want no n-gga treat me like i’m soft
im gon’ ride, kel crash out with a xd cold, got that sawed off
whoa throw a lob, i catch a opp break his ass’ bad
we not waiting in the line for no opp, we got the flash path
i trap off uber eats, people do digital [?]
i catch a y.n n-gga, b-tch i hulk smash
catch jacobi out walking, jump in that water’ n-gga that’s his ass
im in the warehouse with a stick but this ain’t panda grass, huh
rob him with no face mask, hmm
these n-ggas see threw like sum glass
we bought designer don’t throw away the tag, huh oh yeah
big 30 mag, f-ck the b-tch then i wipe down with that rag
n-gga be switchin up call em a drag
my glock fell on the floor just because my sh-t sag, suffocate em put his head in a bag
i ain’t got no patience ion wanna go last
we got 24 hours to finish this task
“you wan’ the f-ck white b-tch?”, i’ll pass
he talm bout the mob, boy his ass grass
he think sh-t a game, 7.62 made his ass lag
when i’m thuggin i’m ready to catch me a body i’m ready to do when i hop out that dually
when i’m ready to shoot it i band up like smoothie
and when i empty the clip we can’t watch no more movies
and this babylife but its f-ck that boy stewie
man stop acting scary man let me touch on yo kewchie
start suckin this d-ck, lil b-tch just get to it
yeah, bwhoa bust his gun more than one to
3 d-mn glocks, one plus two
i step in givency f-ck yo d-mn religion this glock shoot true
they talking bout make split decisions when i’m blitzin them bl!ck get a n-gga end up on the news, huh
i put a d-ck in that gun, mothaf-cka p-ssy i guess it drank juice, huh

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