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letra de goin' loco - shy glizzy

[intro]
(geraldo liive on the track)

[verse 1]
yeah, you can hear my car when i put that b-tch in park
i’m forever going hard and i put that sh-t on god
and when we shoot these guns, they sound like atomic bombs
they be like, “what the f-ck? ain’t knew he had a grammy nom'”
i stay away from suckers, all i hang around is k!llers
we get in lots of trouble, told my b-tch we late for dinner
she was f-ckin’ with a loser, told her come f-ck with a winner
i’m ridin’ with that ruger, with them five-point-sevens in it
b-tch, my diamonds dancin’ like they listening to future
my granny died from cancer, i’m still smokin’ like i’m stupid
b-tch, i’m always good ’cause i’m related to them shooters
richest n-gga in my hood, they treat me just like mansa musa

[chorus]
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, wanna see some people dead
i wake up and pray every day, i don’t go to the feds
i can’t f-ck with n-ggas anyway, i’m countin’ up this bread
i got a lot of mils, you should see the way they tread
b-tch asked me pay her bills, i told her, “f-ck up out my bed”
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, i might make some n-ggas scared
[verse 2]
just had a ménage with two b-tches, look like nicki
i got an ar and the bottom got a fifty
i just bought a black escalade and named it biggie
guess how much that i spent today? i think ’bout sixty
got a bad b-tch, she from harlem, try me, she up for a fight
and i gotta wear cargos ’cause my pockets never light
don’t act like it’s a shocker ’cause i sell pounds day and night
they should call me bob barker ’cause you know the price is right
and that ain’t really your b-tch, she gave me head the other night
i’m locked in with my asian hoes, sell that china white
oh my god, she a thick little b-tch, yeah, that’s my type
soon as i whipped out my d-ck, she told me she afraid of heights, ayy

[bridge]
n-ggas only good as they last song
all these fake-ass n-ggas, they ain’t gon’ last long
yeah, n-ggas be tell on they dog, but they ain’t gon’ blast, dog
i’m on them, hold my glock like savage, yeah, my man hung

- shy glizzy

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