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letra de still yung pablo - glokk40spaz

money on my mind, i want 100 bands
i can’t even hit the jack to call my mans
i told you the stick with me, see thats the plan
we prolly gon pop his ass and rob his friend
police in the trap, im jumpin out like peter pan
do what i want lil n-gga, cause i can
shoot at yo partner, heard he took that stand
this babylife p-ssy n-gga, f-ck yo camp
all my partners dead, i turned to them benjamins
voodoo gon curse a f-ck n-gga, maleficent
draco forgotten, that motherf-cker heaven sent
i put the stick in the back by yo relatives
on god when i see you, you wouldn’t wanna be you
we gon shoot yo regal
hop out with that stick and this motherf-cker evil
we’ll bring out some sh-t you ain’t seen, its medieval
hit you in yo back, wit some sh-t feel like needles
huh, beat em
young n-gga vampire, bleed em
come round the way, b-tch i be wit some christians
i be round some n-ggas that dont even like people
we can go 4 for 4, just like the beetles
the young n-gga toe to toe, ufc beetles
dont send that f-ck n-gga to me, you might need em
that f-ck n-gga see us run, faster than cheetahs, huh
they dont want no smoke wit us on babylife, have yo ass walkin on angel dust, huh
huh, og seen me wit that fire, tuck my gun away
i been in love wit pistols, since like first grade
bring out that choppa, going on that rampage
rob with that sick, im goin thru a phase
you play with that sh-t, n-gga you’ll get laid
took a shot of that fireball, it got me blazed
i feel like im trapped, can’t get out this maze
my pockets on slap, touch it you’ll get whacked
man i put the grip on the diamond back
me and sammy boy gon strip a n-gga, where the commas at?
we knock yo head off the f-ckin map
we want the f-ckin cheese, just like some cheddar jack
come to the block, bet you won’t make it back
you come to the eastside you’ll prolly get whacked
huh, yo hoe done got blitzed
if you ain’t work, well then come suck my d-ck
pull out that carbon, that b-tch got some kick
i pull up dolo, on my john wick sh-t
100 stollos, and they all gettin flipped
i can get you easy, i’ll just call my b-tch
on this motorola, hit up all my l!cks
we gon do you dirty, and you can’t do sh-t
masked the f-ck up, and they think that its halloween
n-gga woke up, all he seen was a green beam
shoot wit his eye closed boy done been chinese
get the f-ck out the trap n-gga, thats fine by me
them hunnids they come as they please
that n-gga got chewed like rotisserie
so many 20’s, them motherf-ckers startin to look pink
i kicked this b-tch out, threw my lead down the sink
(i kicked this b-tch out, threw my lead down the sink)
no love, no love, n-gga
30 shots in the slugs, n-gga
sometimes a gangster need a hug, n-gga
a snitch is equivalent into a dub
might hit the back door, hotter than the room
im a shooter fasho, because guns all i know
i get the sack out, like im tony romo
this babylife sh-t, im the real oso
we get too much money, im yung pablo
since i grew up, i been yung pablo
and i know she wanna f-ck me, i just play my role
dont get outta line, cause yo ass gon get rolled
(know im still yung pablo)

- glokk40spaz

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