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glokk40spaz - "thug life" lyrics
[intro]
he ain’t talkin’ ‘bout glocks he ain’t talkin’ ‘bout nun’, n_gga, nun’
[verse]
don’t come to the block ‘cause you don’t got no face card
i yatted my body, covered up my scars
and i got my pistol out the ninth ward
if you don’t got no stick what you here for?
the drac’ got some kick, i flashed it in my car
anytime that gelato open up my pores
y’all n_ggas is p_ssy, found that in my chords
find out where you stay we kickin’ down yo’ door
you ain’t babylife ebg you’ll get ignored
know whip got no tint in when we go to war
that ho tried to suck my d_ck ‘cause she got bored
on the top of the f_ckin’ anchor, we got swords
[?]
my mama found two pistols in that top drawer
do not touch my glock b_tch, that is not yours
you not talkin’ ‘bout guap b_tch, we got nachos
all my pistols havin’ clips full of hollow tips
i come and beat the p_ssy up then i dip
real babylife, [?] said i wouldn’t be sh_t
now she on my d_ck, got that p_ssy seasick
h_ll no we can’t link, b_tch i’m playin’ defense
lil’ baby got spanked, baby like i [?]
i’m a playboy bunny n_gga, i got swiftness
i don’t trust my d_mn partner, gotta keep my distance
these bullets gon’ fly like the pigeons
i brought the sticks here just for tristen
don’t play wit’ yo’ life, i wouldn’t risk it
babylife them, man this sh_t gon’ get twisted
he got me f_cked up if he think he gon’ blitz sh_t
bang gang pop out that cut, it get wicked
i think my finger gettin’ itchy
i get to thinkin’ ’bout epiphany
bet you i shoot before they end up blitzin’ me
i got the pistol right there where my d_ck be
i’m wit’ lil’ kilo throwin’ up them big b’s
i brought that thirty clip, it’s in my d_ckies
don’t play with this sh_t, n_gga leave you six feet
i f_ck on my b_tch anywhere, them quickies
dog that ho out, she keep trip ’bout them hickies
better not cut that block off, they askin’ for the recipes
[?] got that one stressin’ me
[?] too, they gon’ feel me
think yo’ partner got some guts, tell him spill me
which one of you f_ck n_ggas be wit’ [?]
’cause i got no problem takin’ off yo’ [?]
someone up the score n_gga, up yo’ fye
she know that i’m not just another guy
i need some sp_ce from the block like a astronaut
i got this glizzy, i get through like [?]
[?] shots n_gga, i don’t throw rocks
he came to the block n_gga wit’ no glizzock
f_ck apd, we don’t f_ck wit’ no cops
fake ass drank, man these n_ggas tryna rerock
devil for real, [?] no flock
i’m livin’ this thug life, i ain’t stuntin’ 2pac
walk through the chain wit’ a shank in my sock
thug life, n_gga
huh, huh, babylife
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