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vonoff1700 – glock bop كلمات اغاني

[intro]
okay, facts
i’m tweakin’ out in this b_tch
got a brand new, uh
free my hood, n_gga
f_ck your hood, n_gga
for real, n_gga, yeah, look

[verse]
uh, we just got a brand new glock (new glock)
uh, put that b_tch right on the opps (put it on his dumb ass)
uh, we just got some brand new switches (new switches)
uh, put it on the back of the glock (brr, brr)
uh, we just got a brand new hot (for real)
uh, put that b_tch right on the block (go slide)
i was just spinnin’ the opps tryna send me some shots
now i got the city on lock (for real)
uh, you ain’t heard about toss gang? (your dumb ass, the f_ck?)
uh, you livin’ under a rock (what the f_ck? stupid)
uh, caught his ass leavin’ his crib (huh?)
shot his dumb ass out his crocs (get his dumb ass)
uh, you better keep you a glizzy (ooh)
uh, or end up like top (his dead ass)
i will not get in the car with the guys
if 12 hit the lights, hе just might stop (his clown ass)
that n_gga a goofy, before we had k!llеd him, we made his dumb ass bop (his dead ass)
this gun i got got a box on the back, everybody know this not a prop (brr)
you would think he was workin’ with pepsi or sprite how he got his dumb ass popped (popped him)
n_gga, spot your vic’, bounce out of the v and shoot that b_tch ’til it dec_ck (don’t stop, yeah)
i catch me an opp, it’s goin’ right down, but i ain’t goin’ out like joc (his dead ass)
sometimes when i slide on the opps, i be fresh as f_ck, they need to free kay flock
i was shootin’, bullets was comin’ out in slow motion, i was too high off the wock’
i’m so lit right now, motherf_ckers tellin’ they mama, “shut up,” ’cause von just dropped (i just dropped)
that n_gga a goofy, i ain’t never like him, that’s why i took his watch (give me that sh_t)
too many opps done died, they deep up there, put a stick in my box
done come ’round playin’ the opps, that sh_t so weak, get they lil’ ass off the aux (they weak ass)
i know that i’m gon’ go broke, soon as i sign, i’ma put down on a yacht (i’m f_ckin’ it off)
some n_gga keep goin’ around talkin’ ’bout he gon’ k!ll me, knowin’ his dumb ass not (his dumb ass)
“von, but this srt don’t got no miles,” this b_tch straight off the lot
i’m young and dumb, for real, go to war with anybody, i’ll bang it out with the swat (for real)
my old b_tch mad, she ain’t got a bag or an ass, my new b_tch took her spot (she bad)
tried to slide and died, the n_gga was halfway steppin’, he should’ve gave it all he got (all he got)
stop callin’ my phone, n_gga, this lil’ sh_t took, you ain’t never gettin’ back (this sh_t took)
[outro]
this glock make a n_gga say, “f_ck”
this drac’ make a n_gga say, “sh_t, ah”
this, on my dead homie, what i need to say?
yeah, i’m on this b_tch tweakin’ out, n_gga
ayy, free my hood, n_gga, f_ck your hood, n_gga
we’ll come extort your hood, n_gga

- vonoff1700

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