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letra de yung nigga shit - glokk40spaz

[verse 1]
young n-gga strapped and came off a 26
young n-gga hit a l!ck and take his sh-t
skrrt off with a beamer n-gga this sh-t sick
i could teach you the ebg pistol whip
young n-gga mask the f-ck up and get rich
if we catch your ass lacking cross you off that list
young n-gga got a glock might put a d-ck on it
young n-gga got the stock, then put the kick on it
young n-gga thugging thugger just like his rich homie
young n-gga having state more than your big homie
young n-gga fifty come and put that blitz on you
young n-gga double down without the stick on me
baby life doubled up i keep that bl!ck on me
lil glokk40 i’m lonely mask the f-ck up hit that l!ck by my lonely
choppa might put the red dot pepperoni
double d-ck in the backseat cause she h-rny
young n-gga thugging i snuck out the house in the morning
cause b-tch ain’t got sh-t to do
you put thе p-ssy on me can’t be mad at you
had to let you go i’m glad that you doin you
talk on thе net like he muhf-ckin’ bulletproof, huh
they know that glokk40 the truth
take the mask off so i smile when i shoot
pull the racks out now she calling me cute
she wanna f-ck the gang but baby i’m loose screws
tell you, you hanging with some real goons
if i hit the p-ssy baby this new to you
hanging with a thug n-gga you knew
you knew not to come over here playing games
you knew not to f-ck with us we got them bangers
young n-gga posted with real gang bangers
young n-gga chop your sh-t up you can’t tame us
we ain’t had sh-t how the f-ck you gon blame us
r.i.p tk i love my brother
man there was some snakes right inside the covers
long live [?]. hit like a motherf-cker
he was like a big brother or some
miss you so much i still talk to your mother
lil kai had to crack a n-gga like he thunder
did i hit the p-ssy n-gga man i wonder, hmm
p.o.g double glizzy this the glokk life
can’t come to the tiger hut without your stripes
young n-gga, young n-gga
i got that yopstick do not run n-gga
i got that fifty on me do not run n-gga
shootouts what the draco for n-gga
the b-tch’ll beat your ass you done n-gga
free huncho the muhf-ckin’ ghetto way
[verse 2]
you come to the city you might get took off
that f-ck n-gga snitchin we gon knock him off
when you living this life you know what it cost
i only f-ck bad b-tches be with boss
just know if we pull up you lost
the young n-gga taking chances
know that we let the stick go dancing
he got in a shootout n-gga gun jamming
young n-gga thugging with some with real [?]
these muhf-ckin’ bullets hit you through the flannel
put you on the news, your momma trending channel

- glokk40spaz

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