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letra de glocks aks dracos plrs - yn jay & louie ray

[verse 1: yn jay]
glocks, ak’s, ah
f-ck
glocks, ak’s, dracos, p.l.r.’s
[?] knew he was dead, soon as he seen the car
i ain’t got no love for these b-tches, i just need a [?]
young n-gga say he tryna come up, he just need a start
n-gga drinking all that bullsh-t lean, that’s why you need to fart
you always asking people for a ride, that’s why you need a car
i knew he had some bullsh-t marajuana, the weed in the jar
if you ever seen the coochie man, that mean you seen a star
i don’t know how i made my verse, i
i don’t know how i made my verse, but i sware
i don’t know how i made my verse, i sware i need a bar
n-gga, this ain’t no light and cable charger, this whip supercharged
lucky as h-ll i ain’t beat your ass at the hooka bar
grocery shopping, got so many bags, i need a shopping cart

[verse 2: louie ray]
i hate to ride with [?] you can see in the car
b-tch, if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be in the car
smoking out a zip, [?] with a p in the car
somebody in the back ducked down, that’s e in the car
big n-gga, [?] in the car
she squerted on me in my backseat, lil pee in the car
man, i forgot, that’s me in the car
my n-gga in the club on tip, popped an e in the car
it ain’t no point in going back and forth, it ain’t getting you far
cuz say the wok gone, [?]
dealing with my personal, it be hitting me hard
it’s hard to leave the streets clean, you litterally scarred
let me take you home, let me make you moan
let me f-ck you good, let me f-ck you long
let me take you here, i take you there
bring you out on stage with me, have you everywhere
[verse 3: yn jay]
d-mn
should i bring you out on stage with me?
should i take you on the road to make plays with me?
she wanna do some corny sh-t, like match j’s with me
she wanna do some funny sh-t, like let’s blaze with me
black n-gga with some black shades, [?] with me
even if he gone, he still here, i keep [?] with me
trap in the trap spot, police keep rading me
making money in the [?] van
my motherf-cking pop so f-cking dirty, i need [?]
money in the bank, i put the bank in me
don’t really give that p-ssy up, she keep it [?]
so many people leave when i fall, i be raking

- yn jay louie ray

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