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paper route empire & key glock - mister glock 2 كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(yo, mannie)
(let the bandplay)
glizock
yeah
yeah

[chorus]
wockhardt all in my kidneys (wock’, wock’)
i’m one hustling_ass young n_gga, i got racks stuffed all in my denim (yup, yup)
i’m one money_getting_ass lil’ n_gga, you know that i keep me a pistol (baow)
yeah, i stayed down and my money got bigger, now they calling my mister (who?)
glock
yeah, yeah, mister sh_t on all his opps
yeah, b_tch, i’m mister flex a lot
yeah, mister stack it ’til it rot
yeah, mister don’t care what it cost
yeah, mister let that chopper talk
yeah, mister spend that sh_t and get that sh_t right back ‘cause it ain’t nothin’ (yeah)

[verse]
play with glizock, then you’re done
where i’m from, we shoot sh_t for fun
fourteen, smoking dope, shooting guns
yeah, fifteen, flipping os or onions
sixteen, taking n_ggas’ money
seventeen, had juggers jumping
eighteen, got locked up for hustling
nineteen, made a milli’, motherf_cker
paper route business, motherf_cker
i handle my business, motherf_cker
yeah, i get busy, motherf_cker
just mind your business, motherf_cker
run me my digits, motherf_cker
can’t sign no dealy, motherf_cker
nah, i can’t sign sh_t unless it’s eight figures, motherf_cker (the f_ck?)
yeah, f_ck all that, i ain’t selling my soul
i’ll just go back to selling them ‘bows
i’m sticking to the code
i’ll never put a b_tch before my dough, no
this on my soul
everybody know that i keep this sh_t on and i keep one on me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
everybody know glock don’t give a f_ck about a n_gga or his homie
self_made n_gga, yeah, i’m a loner
who want smoke? yeah, b_tch, i’m a stoner
ayy, come get your b_tch, man, you must don’t want her
yeah, i beat that thing up and you know i boned her
hit it out the park, yeah, i’m talking ’bout a home run
now i got this b_tch here gone_gone
she said that she love me long_long
time is money, b_tch
i am addicted to hustling, b_tch
remember them days i was struggling, b_tch
fast_forward that, now i’m having it, b_tch
yeah, winning, having this sh_t
money, choppers and choppers and sh_t
i keep me a bad_ass addicted lil’ b_tch
keep somethin’ on my hip and somethin’ to sip, n_gga, i got
[chorus]
wockhardt all in my kidneys (wock’, wock’)
i’m one hustling_ass young n_gga, i got racks stuffed all in my denim (yup, yup)
i’m one money_getting_ass lil’ n_gga, you know that i keep me a pistol (baow)
yeah, i stayed down and my money got bigger, now they calling my mister (who?)
glock
yeah, yeah, mister sh_t on all his opps
yeah, b_tch, i’m mister flex a lot
yeah, mister stack it ’til it rot
yeah, mister don’t care what it cost
yeah, mister let that chopper talk
yeah, mister spend that sh_t and get that sh_t right back ‘cause it ain’t nothin’ (the f_ck?)

[outro]
wockhardt all in my kidneys (wock’, wock’)
i’m one hustling_ass young n_gga, i got racks stuffed all in my denim (yup, yup)
sh_t, for real, though
yup, yup
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- paper route empire key glock

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