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letra de 6lock$ - k10ud9

[intro]
laykx

[verse]
pull up with glocks
yeah, you know i came out the block
pretty b-tch, she suck on my c-ck
hide the dope up in my socks
yeah, you know i been in the trap
sleep on me, they takin’ a nap
playin’ with me, they meetin’ the strap
all that sh-t you talkin’, that’s cap
clean yo’ life up boy, that is a rap
baby mama hit me up, i’m finna go tap
i’m glad that i got a receipt
’cause she bad at suckin’ my meat
i want a baddie that’ll rub on my feet
yeah that p-ssy, it taste like a treat
slangin’ iron while i come out the street
tapped yo’ life, then i’m hittin’ delete
got her nudes back, that sh-t was leaked
tastin’ yogurt, i call it the greek
in the bed, that b-tch is a freak
yeah, i’m smokin’ h-lla hashish
yeah, i’m f-ckin’ ’bout 10 hoes
they be workin’ on them poles
pretty b-tches, they takin’ souls
yeah, you know we toatin’ poles
in my city, they callin’ me smokey
but they really know i am the bandit
you gotta pay for it, i ain’t gon’ hand it
she got cheeks, i’m callin’ her sandy
got my tool, they callin’ me manny
playin’ with death, callin’ billy and mandy
chopper on me, it comin’ in handy
callin’ me sugar, b-tch, i ain’t no candy
i’m stressin’ out, need to smoke on a cig’
got yo’ b-tch, she lay at my crib
she a baby, i give her a bib
boy, i’m psycho, they callin’ me sid
boy, you f-cked up, i’m takin’ yo’ life
then i pull up, i’m takin’ yo’ wife
chillin’ with trip, he rollin’ the gas
got 20 shawty’s, they showin’ some ass
they say they love me, but you know it’s cap
p-ssy so tight, it makin’ me spazz
that b-tch classy, she listen to jazz
i said, “b-tch, go and listen to k10ud!”
smile on my face, knowin’ she proud
wish she was here, we’d be smokin’ some loud
boy, you crazy, you callin’ me clown
’cause you know i’m king of my town
you a b-tch, you wearin’ a gown
you already know what is goin’ down
when i see you, know it’s on sight
’cause you sayin’ that i can’t go fight
i don’t care if it’s day or it’s night
maybe after, you won’t be talkin’ that sh-t
you ain’t a g, boy, you know you a jhit
i don’t acknowledge you, not even a bit
boy, shut the f-ck up, and go, and go sit
i’m the reaper, they callin’ me kenny
late at night, i be drinkin’ the henny
boy, you soft, you ain’t even worth a penny
boy, you fat, weigh 400 pounds
yeah, i’m shootin’ ’bout 100 rounds
then i smoke on ’bout 10 pounds
got my boy doug, he rollin’ the wood
and i got my boy cody, he sayin’, “what’s good?!”
you talkin’ that sh-t, yeah, we knew that you would
boy, we know that you ain’t up to no good
now, you sad, you lookin’ so blue
yeah, you know we comin’ for you
you a b-tch, come l!ck on my shoe
’cause you worthless, don’t got a clue
i’m so high, i think that i flew
ice so cold, i think i got flu
i keep on rappin’, no, i ain’t gon’ stop
not til’ i get ran over by the cops
i ain’t ever gon’ run from no opp
when i see you, i’m lettin’ it pop
yo’ baby mama, she givin’ me top
boy, yo’ blood all over the floor
takin’ money straight out of the store
man, she crazy, come give me some more
i ain’t got time to f-ck on no wh0re
her body count crazy, she f-ck about 10
i ain’t even know she slept with them men
free my dawg, he stuck in the pin
cap about me, you know that’s a sin
tryna be me, act like my twin
pull up with glocks, you know we gon spin
look at my belt, you know it’s that gucci
that girl a freak, she givin’ me coochie
man, it’s crazy, i make it so juicy
we gettin’ lit while i listen to uzi
deleted my album, but i came back
’cause you know i be bustin’ them racks
while i’m makin’ all of these tracks
got all that money i keep it in sacks
you is broke while i’m countin’ my stacks
wearin’ the nike, i also got vans
got me askin’ now, who is this man?
man, he actin’ like a big stan
he just wished he could get bands
smokin’ gas, i’m with my boys
yeah, we crazy, yeah, we makin’ noise
play with glocks like they was toys
boy, you wack, man, you is so borin’
got me sleep, you know that i’m snorin’
makin’ lean yeah, you know what i’m pourin’
gave it to you, ha, that sh-t was poison
you talkin’ to me, it’s only for clout
you a lil’ snitch, i know what you about
baby, be quiet, you gotta go shout
and i’m done with this track, i’m out

- k10ud9

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