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letra de belt 2 ass nun - kay glizz

[verse 1: kay glizz]
like, i’m back on that nonsense
lowkey i been fiendin’ to harm sh-t
they had nun to say when nunnie had jump out to larkin, up it and spark it
they say tg crazy, we is the troops and my n-ggas ballin’ like harden
they keep talkin’ ‘bout that stuff when all they did was front
bad drill, offense is garbage
we gon’ troop through their sides tryna-
we gon’ troop through their sides tryna catch that head pop
backin’ the stash out, them n-ggas dead pop
kick me a [?] got chase in that headlock
if you not one of mine you get slimed
every other day we troop through the line
can nevеr make noise ‘cause thеy never outside
so next stop i’m on the blake with my .9
glahh, they started some sh-t they can’t handle
had their ooter trippin’, bussin’ dance moves
got this g on me push up i dare you
big .30, julius randle
all them tdg b-tches is ran through
catch ‘em, break ‘em down, dismantle
send the blitz you gon’ see what these bands do
larry with me he jumpin’ out that van too
n-ggas know why they call us the troops
free getleft the late night sparker
gdk n-ggas know how we hoop
homie dropped to the block he couldn’t make it farther
if we knew he was hit would’ve stood over top bangin’ his sh-t, vince carter
n-ggas know how we get, don’t use them thotties to line us ‘cause then we might harm ‘em
[verse 2: jahh savv]
this sh-t done got weird n-ggas linkin’ for safety
ray makk shot two different occasions
n-ggas know not to pull up by gersh
them hat n-ggas d-ck ridin’ they get it first
keep mentionin’ us over a n-gga we shot
no we don’t call ‘em we troop to their block
we get up close got to see every shot
the defense is great we outside every day
and no we ain’t goin’ for stunts
them rt n-ggas ain’t tough, they lyin’ on drills
i heard there’s a hole in his chest how the f-ck he survived? you lucky it wasn’t my guys
that’s word to my dead, you would’ve been in the sky
i can merch it we really get active
every block around us get the belt
it get lit when i put on my mask
and f-ck aggy i heard they did him bad
jc my ooter all he know is blast
swerv got shot on his birthday, n-gga, y’all need to get back for that
and stop braggin’ on air b-lls in tracks

- kay glizz

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