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glockboyz teejaee & baby grizzley - bag movin كلمات الأغنية

[intro: baby grizzley]
(ooh, austin)
ayy
ayy
it’s your baby
ayy

[verse 1: baby grizzley]
i said my n_gga turned rat, that ain’t bro no more
you give that p_ssy up, b_tch, you ain’t my ho no more (b_tch, okay)
i’m always up lot in money, bet it up, it’s on the floor
n_gga run up on my phantom, i’ma turn him to a ghost
your n_gga froze up, my n_ggas on go
i got shooters all through the million, shoutout twenty_four, ayy
pull up to the show, leavin’ with twenty hoes, ayy
pull up in a mo reakin’ with twenty ‘bows
if i tell that b_tch i love her, i’d k!ll her mind frame
i said, “let’s have a baby”, see if you can find names
she called me in my bag, i was wearin’ five chains
left right after i hit, i was playin’ mind games
b_tch, i’m soo woopin’, new coupe and flexin’, new cuban
your car hit my block, n_gga, we gon’ shoot through it
i ain’t met your brain, n_ggas say i’m too stupid
put a n_gga on that menu do dog say he chewin’
b_tch, i don’t givе a f_ck, wouldn’t f_ck another n_gga
’cause i’ma take anothеr b_tch from another n_gga
ayy, platinum five hundred all motherf_ckin’ hitters
blood in, tell the feds and the opps come and get us
[chorus: baby grizzley]
where your crib at? we gon’ spark it up
my b_tch look like gina, but i’m into martin trow
where you might become the target if you—
n_ggas really trash, you can hear the arbor

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
i’m the glockboy, might pull up on your ass, hit you with chops
i’m runnin’ ’round just like a bad_ass kid with all these knots
shoot moves, just me and bro, we made a pitstop on the block
i’m finna sell me a half thing, i had to pull up, use they glock, boy
i’m just hustlin’, tryna grab a ‘rari
i can call some shots and get your head popped, don’t get me started
i had a dream that i was chillin’ in the mansion, livin’ the largest
and the feds came and gave me twenty_five and i got pardon
when i woke up, i’m right back to that bankroll, money countin’
my uncle used to stand on the corner, he like clinton thompson
we used to walk all through the hood, startin’ problems
nowadays, sometimes we be changin’, we still got them choppers
give it some time, i’m gon’ pull up in a bentley coupe
i’m ridin’ around, glock 23, boom got a pistol too
[?] k!llers comin’ to my crib, i took that ho back to the room
you p_ss us off, then we gon’ lay your ass down, this sh_t like preschool

[chorus: baby grizzley]
where your crib at? we gon’ spark it up
my b_tch look like gina, but i’m into martin trow
where you might become the target if you—
n_ggas really trash, you can hear the arbor, n_gga

- glockboyz teejaee baby grizzley

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