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letra de real members - shy glizzy

[intro: shy glizzy]
(it’s nell on the beat, n-gga)
boss
young jefe, holmes
let’s go

[chorus: shy glizzy]
i just bought another vehicle, with the frog eyes
i don’t really f-ck with n-ggas, they ain’t from our side
you know i’m a real member, b-tch i got mob ties
leader of them f-ckin’ glizzys, could you hog tied
ooh lil’ momma so fine, she hang with no time
told her, it’s time to hang it up, yeah, like a clothes line
f-ck her, she tell me “don’t stop,” i guess it’s go time
i’m gon and run it down on your with the .45

[verse 1: shy glizzy]
ballin’ ’til like twenty-three
say she wanna stunt with me
give a lil’ sample, i can’t get this b-tch from under me
don’t let n0body tell you, you can’t be whatever you wanna be
i wanna be a nine figure n-gga, and i’m gonna be
scream that girl [?], promise you they gon’ remember me
i know some bum ass, [?] down in tennessee
b-tch i’m really him, i was [?] all my enemies
she blew with the wink, [?] done k!ll my energy
say what’s poppin’ dawg?
better watch how you poppin’ off
i’m with the gang, we got the switches on them glocks and stuff
i love the gang because they always get the cops involved
now i’m in malibu, with baddies playin’ volley ball
[chorus: shy glizzy]
i just bought another vehicle, with the frog eyes
i don’t really f-ck with n-ggas, they ain’t from our side
you know i’m a real member, b-tch i got mob ties
leader of them f-ckin’ glizzys, could you hog tied
ooh lil’ momma so fine, she hang with no time
told her, it’s time to hang it up, yeah, like a clothes line
f-ck her, she tell me “don’t stop,” i guess it’s go time
i’m gon and run it down on your with the .45

[verse 2: g herbo]
i’m gon’ die a real n-gga (you know that)
i don’t tell no lies (no)
and i still tote .45’s, f-ck the opps from both sides
thinking ’bout my shooter now
know if i hit your line, talkin’ war, you gon’ slide (come on)
f-ck it, lead that dope life (skrr)
feds all on my bro line, sayin’ he got a coke line
but i’m doin’ shows now, made a m like four times
f-ck around bein’ in that lamb, in that rolls now
white, yellow, gold, and rose now
you should be like herbo, he stay ten toes down
we cut no slack, so p-ssies’ gettin’ exposed now (f-ck n-gga)
i’m gettin’ proposition, the labels gave me control now
and now we are dope, so ain’t no explanation if you told
i can’t f-ck with you ’cause you fold
the sh-t [?] and i’m a soldier
i thought i told you, n-gga
[chorus: shy glizzy]
i just bought another vehicle, with the frog eyes
i don’t really f-ck with n-ggas, they ain’t from our side
you know i’m a real member, b-tch i got mob ties
leader of them f-ckin’ glizzys, could you hog tied
ooh lil’ momma so fine, she hang with no time
told her, it’s time to hang it up, yeah, like a clothes line
f-ck her, she tell me “don’t stop,” i guess it’s go time
i’m gon and run it down on your with the .45

- shy glizzy

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