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pj glizzy - intro lyrics
[intro]
grah, gang, grah, gang
boom, gang_gang_gang
boom, gang_gang
brrr_pow!
pushing_ with sticks
we gon’ push_ gon’ let it rip
we gon’ just hop out the_
just hop out and blitz
yeah, we gon just hop out and blitz
[chorus]
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
you know gotta walk with a bl!ck
at thirteen i got to hold a chopper
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh_t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b_tch
see an opp and i swerve, don’t miss
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
you know gotta walk with a bl!ck
at thirteen i got to hold a chopper
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh_t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b_tch
see an opp and i swerve, don’t miss
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
[verse]
if i see a opp, wе gon’ just send that boy down to the wonderland
i got a .30 kickin’ with a thot, shе gon’ just give me the_ for a hunnid bands
if he gz, then he gettin’ shot
n_gga keep cl!ckin’ till i’m on that lowered hand
when he just called me, yeah he just got the drop
n_gga keep throwing shots like it’s 30 rounds
i got a baddie, and she shoot under_hand
she make me st_rdy, she heard a running man
back to the ‘biz, i just need a hunnid bands
f_ck the lil’ thot, and her name was cunningham
die for her and we walk through the spot
always just sunny, we makin’ it hot
o to the o, we walk in the spot
o to the o, yeah we making it hot
[chorus]
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
you know gotta walk with a bl!ck
at thirteen i got to hold a choppa
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh_t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b_tch
see an opp and i swerve, don’t miss
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
you know gotta walk with a bl!ck
at thirteen i got to hold a chopper
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh_t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b_tch
see an opp and i swerve, don’t miss
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
[outro]
got a baddie, holding on the knocka
at thirteen i got to hold a choppa
when he dead, we gon’ spin thru his sh_t
throw shots and we empty the clip
red dot on his face, like a indian b_tch
double cl!ck and i swear he gon’ trip
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