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glokk40spaz & osamason - no rules lyrics

{chorus:glokk40spaz}
you got a issue, be bout that
you {can?} ask me ’bout that, i’m on {?} b_tch shoot back
you on that {?} baby, come back
i love guns, but that sh_t {?}
you grab my gun, bring it right back, hmm
play wit’ the mob, n_gga got {empty out?} on the clip stick tack
i do xans wit’ {?} n_gga popping out wit’ the f_cking diamond back
you ain’t got no toolie, baby believe i’m the one that’s tryna get ’em wrapped
ain’t no rules in this babylife sh_t, now that n_gga scared to trap
f_ck it, take them n_ggas off the map, hmm

{verse:glokk40spaz}
love b_tch, come get this vampire bite, b_tch wanna live vampire life
handgun, then we pop him {?}, strap no dyk_
sumo locked up, bj locked up, ju.glizz, 25 n_gga made me cry
i ain’t nevеr been scared to die, i just wanna fly
i said “woah gon’ pop, prolly wouldn’t hurt to try”
i’ma go pop another {gango?}, just to start f_cking a riot
you confusеd, b_tch i’m not no liar
b_tch, i’m {?}
money {?}, atl life, {?} if you got f_ckin’ {?}
what you said, n_gga, i ain’t owe no money n_ggas be lying
i was juggin’ that ho, f_ckin’ that b_tch, what a waste of time

{verse:osamason}
pull up, slaying sh_t, by slime
{?} pour me up sum’ mud
{?} wockhardt line
p_ssy n_ggas know how i do
these ho’s {?} sum’ rockstars
flexing expensive chrome hearts
get more racks than a monarch
yeah, h_lla sticks up, h_lla sticks up, yeah
brand new mac_11, keep yo’ lips stuck, yeah
{?} send some shots, you wildin’
{chorus:glokk40spaz}
you {can?} ask me ’bout that, i’m on {?} b_tch shoot back
you on that {?} baby, come back
i love guns, but that sh_t {?}
you grab my gun, bring it right back, hmm
play wit’ the mob, {?} n_gga got {empty out?} on the clip stick tack
i do xans wit’ {?} n_gga popping out wit’ the f_cking diamond back
you ain’t got no toolie, baby believe i’m the one that’s tryna get ’em wrapped
ain’t no rules in this babylife sh_t, now that n_gga scared to trap
f_ck it, take them n_ggas off the map

{verse 2: osamason}
she like, “what you doin’?”
i was count up, flexin’
b_tch ass n_ggas, uh, man i cannot stress it
still a real {?}
feds on my ass, yeah
do that sh_t too fast, yeah
i can’t count my laps, yeah
do a hood down dash, yeah
shooter {?} back, yeah
tats on my {?}, yeah
tats on my abs, yeah
these n_ggas mad, yeah
i don’t even {?}
you can never {?}, yeah
some of these n_ggas dying

- glokk40spaz osamason lyrics

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