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glokk40spaz - thug's in my house كلمات أغنية

[intro]
hah (ok is the hardest, i swear to god)
talm’ ’bout glokk, talm’ ’bout nun
(w_we gon’ be ok)
talm’ ’bout glokk, talm’ ’bout nun
huh

[verse]
gas in this bih’, know i’m smokin’ on that top tier
thugs is in my spot right now, why the f_ck you think lil’ glokk here?
and you gon’ get him popped if you let him talk like he got opps here
think he was top opp, that boy got popped, now, they call fox here
quagen’ in my cup, the glock in my pocket, it get hot in here
drac’ equipped, put attachments on that bih’, like how that stock feel?
know i’ma get him flipped if he got ties with that lil’ bop still
and no, i ain’t sippin’ no tris’, you got me f_cked up, what’s that wock’ bill?
huh, what’s that wock’ bill?
pop at opps, don’t pop pills
take your drugs, f_ck that deal
we hop out, stick hit hard like holyfield
draco got that clip to knock him down, hе slipped, banana peel
if she won’t suck my d_ck tonight, not trippin’, i know hannah will
turned around, just rеalized like what the f_ck
like how you always yappin’, shut up, lil’ glokk be always tough
she beggin’ for that pint, ’cause she couldn’t drink nun’ but my nut
know i ain’ doin’ no fighting, i got that lil’ glock, lil’ b_tch i’m cooked, yah
guard come in my cell, she snucked them drugs inside that book, yah
one eye open, bl!ck in hand, sleepin’ on top bunk
lil glokk ain’t no handyman, h_ll nah, i ain’t fix that sl_t, huh
fly that pack by amsterdam, h_ll nah, we ain’t go by the truck
i got tabs, i got sights on all the b_tches like all my glocks
who the f_ck got smacked up by the whoa’s? you think we fought?
this ain’t marvel, this the mobb, we come in like the juggernaut
it’s so crazy cause this bih’ bad but these hoes like to talk a lot
in your trap, they don’t even duck down no more, ’cause them n_ggas have found your spot
tuh, i’m playin’ with that carbon, i’m goin’ r_t_rded, i tell ’em pull up to that dot, huh
n_gga don’t really care ’bout your bro, ’cause that n_gga pull up, shoot your yacht
punchin’ my d_ck in your b_tch but i’d rather do that than to punch_in a clock
yeah, love all my haters, yeah, love_hate
pape’ chase, metal hit him, brace face
lovin’ that ak, hah
free the gang, f_ck jpay, huh
and i want all my opps gone before my death day, huh
you know i’m tryna get him knocked, them n_ggas tryna play it safe
dunk my opps before, but you know i got shoes so you know it’s kurt case
catch him with whatever, n_gga
thirty racks on these bezels, n_gga
no this not your level, n_gga
came through, knocked down several n_ggas

- glokk40spaz

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