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glokk40spaz - 76 versus a 7.62 lyrics
[intro]
bl, on gang, bl, (everyday band gang)
baby life n_gga, bl
[verse 1: babysolid]
lil ki with the sh_ts, he won’t go like no hoe
everyday band gang we don’t do sh_t for the low
my young n_gga ready to slide so let’s go
i’m in there thugging i’m posted with jojo
she needa stop running they like there go lil kilo
gas too hot get him popped like diesel
vamp, bl and this sh_t getting linked through
put your face on a shirt like pringles
gang tryna get gunned down like django
don’t get took off we gon leave your ass single
hawk his ass down my opps like eagles
gang gon point then stab likе needles
drum on a glock rock out like beatlеs
smoke in the air can’t see no evil
young n_gga come to your show and we taking your chain like debo
i got that glock with the 30, bro keep a chopstick like he into curry
glock with a d_ck and it don’t need no rubber you still gon’ be burning
why you wan’ play with your life when you got no insurance
we catching a hat know we closing the curtains
you know it cost money to get n_ggas burnt
i heard its a backroom out here i ain’t worried
let’s go, huh
bl sh_t my crib got a baby laid
velly ain’t leaving no witnesses, f_ck if you innocent
i got real n_ggas knocking down sentences
how the f_ck you turn to a snitch
call me big bad whoa, i got shooters that blowing down bricks
b_tch told me it a wrap when i said i hit l!cks
that little ass nina ain’t got no kick
[verse 2: glokk40spaz]
sh_t got kick, n_gga
tryna hit the biggest l!ck
walk in the trap with a godd_mn fifty round
in the hands of a lunatic
fast and furious when i slide n_gga, call this sh_t ludacris
finna psych out, b_tch why i had that uzi stick
sh_t ain’t nan, i be on other sh_t, sh_t ain’t fun
i have a f_ck n_gga missing a lung
[?] so we shot that boy, he still hold a grudge
and [?] b_tch i’m don, b whoa n_gga i ain’t goin for sh_t
i’m gl n_gga play with this sh_t i’m gon die bout it, cause i done branded this sh_t
i’m gon die bout my brothers, my sisters and brenda and sh_t
baby life sh_t way lil glokk go like a maniac flip that boy whip
i been on f_ck sh_t since a young n_gga ready to dump that clip
these n_ggas be upping, they scared, they run, finna dip
f_ck n_gga get a grip on life ‘fore you lose your lip
kilo don’t worry bout me n_gga you know i’ma pull my trip
i ain’t ever told on my partner my brother sitting down on a godd_mn [?]
taking the high road out, my brother was [] in the trap we not goin like no hoe
we don’t tote with no f_ck n_gga on god i’ma just up that scope
we the mob [?] it’s a fiasco
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