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letra de intro - pj glizzy

[intro]
grah, gang, grah, gang
boom, gang-gang-gang
boom, gang-gang
brrr-pow!
pushing- with sticks
we gon’ push- gon’ let it rip
we gon’ just hop out the-
just hop out and blitz
yeah, we gon just hop out and blitz

[chorus]
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
you know gotta walk with a bl!ck
at thirteen i got to hold a chopper
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh-t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b-tch
see an opp and i swerve, don’t miss
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
you know gotta walk with a bl!ck
at thirteen i got to hold a chopper
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh-t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b-tch
see an opp and i swerve, don’t miss
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
[verse]
if i see a opp, wе gon’ just send that boy down to the wonderland
i got a .30 kickin’ with a thot, shе gon’ just give me the- for a hunnid bands
if he gz, then he gettin’ shot
n-gga keep cl!ckin’ till i’m on that lowered hand
when he just called me, yeah he just got the drop
n-gga keep throwing shots like it’s 30 rounds
i got a baddie, and she shoot under-hand
she make me st-rdy, she heard a running man
back to the ‘biz, i just need a hunnid bands
f-ck the lil’ thot, and her name was cunningham
die for her and we walk through the spot
always just sunny, we makin’ it hot
o to the o, we walk in the spot
o to the o, yeah we making it hot

[chorus]
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
you know gotta walk with a bl!ck
at thirteen i got to hold a choppa
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh-t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b-tch
see an opp and i swerve, don’t miss
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
you know gotta walk with a bl!ck
at thirteen i got to hold a chopper
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh-t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b-tch
see an opp and i swerve, don’t miss
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
[outro]
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
at thirteen i got to hold a choppa
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh-t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b-tch
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip

- pj glizzy

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