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roadrunner glockboyz tez - bulletproof كلمات أغنية

[intro: glockboyz teejaee]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
come on, glockboyz, n_gga
know we still in the streets, n_gga

[verse 1: roadrunner glockboyz tez & glockboyz teejaee]
this streets sh_t watered down, all the lames tryna be tough (tryna be tough)
everything i see, these n_ggas do, they wanna be us (tryna d_ck suck)
n_ggas goin’ broke tryna keep up (tryna keep up)
i could get a n_gga stepped on with my feet up (while i’m chillin’, though)
could’ve ducked your taco (fire ringin’ like a bell, yeah)
don’t put that ‘wood out (we smoke opps to the tail, come on)
got some p_ssy from her, then i (hammed her like a nail)
i heard they shooter died, wizard hit him with a spell
i heard you be throwin’ ass, throw it back, then (throw it back then)
i heard your booty move faster than a mac_10
fire say no guns, still brought the straps in (you know i got it on me)
it’s gon’ go like the same club jordan fapped in (come on, glockboyz, n_gga)
ayy, n_ggas capped out
hit a wrestle move on your b_tch, she tapped out (yeah)
hit that n_gga seven times, he cr_pped out (yeah, cr_p out)
i’m tryna shoot and drive, i ain’t gon’ lie, i almost snapped out
her box drop like a pop_tart with no frosting in it
just looked at a new crib, i got lost in it (i almost got lost in it)
i ain’t got no dog, crib still got dog sh_t in it
her p_ssy slippery when wet, take caution in it
she think i’m number two, i’m the one, though (i’m that one n_gga)
i don’t backdoor sh_t, i go through the front door (i’m right here)
when it’s time to show out, i be in the front row (you gotta know that)
only time i give an opp a pass when the blunt low (n_gga)
[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
i go repeat what that glock_23, might bring it back
don’t let me see four_three and i’m gon’ shoot him like a crack
man, hoes know n_gga for they meat, they still see me and be like, “who is that?”
n_gga, you booked me for a show, tell ’em don’t touch me ’cause i’m bringin’ strap
real bulletproof the whip, a hundred sh_lls in this b_tch
give me they current location, sh_t, i’ll show you how i live
i’m out in cali, flew a b_tch from nyc, she brought a bib with her
deuce in her head, she gotta know i’m sittin’ my kids on her
wizard kelly, n_ggas never see me, i still be around
make the b_tch bring me some money, send that b_tch back out of town
man, i’m a boss, i’m like jay_c with beyoncé out of bounds
i’m in the opps’ hood with baby k, man, i do this all the time
n_ggas runnin’ low, sh_t, i be runnin’ high with that chop out
you make house payments, you ain’t there, then we gon’ chill inside your house
heard [?] was takin’ hits, got an extra ten, hit a n_gga in his mouth
two hundred thousand upstairs, three of them choppers in the couch, n_gga (in the couch, n_gga)
(come on)

- roadrunner glockboyz tez

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