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is this glock ?

[verse 1: zero]
just see an opp now i’m screaming up “yo yo”
bro take ls from samurai like a pogo
them man dash on the scene, got backed off
for monclere, put die on your logo
in a trap with this ryan coco, my jack jones on my g like polo
bro put 17 in his _rs_ & came back to the block instead, no h0m_
cuttin in shades with blades, no scissors
try run less, ride right like tinder
i see man on your block just further
hope off on cars, should’ve been quicker
on the one side where he got chinged up
i just see an opp from far, let me creep up close & expose that n_gga
creep up close & expose that n_gga

[verse 2: c5]
youngest doin about pross that confor
spot me an opp, man down man down
i just backed my bl!ck on the mains, men them boys aren’t lost, unfound
f_ck all the opps i’ll kweff my spouse, beefing the gangs that they won’t way out
real side of camden they don’t come around, they tried m1’s then they went on south
[verse 3: duppy]
i’m big duppy from poppers
i’m fulled with that but this, he got lucky
yo my n_gga go get this money
i’m flyin ot that’s cray this country
in the trap with shank that’s rusty
i’m in my bed, might’ve rolled by a pumpy
go stupid or roll over from me
walkin dead, now he looks like a zombie

[verse 4: zero]
he got done in the past, now i’m smokin his pack in the present
i don’t know what the future holds, but if i see them imma creep & drench him
who’s gang got man die as a question: er, cr or hl ?
opp block tours i’m taking a suggestion
pop them doors and spot me a whitey
flow the ride, don’t know about questions
for my bro’s got got in the 1, when the gang got round in 2nds
he tried back his weapon, backed that ting don’t fried like tekken
(he tried back his weapon, backed that ting don’t fried like tekken)

[verse 5: duppy]
ever seen 5 man in the 4 doors, 1 of them said “we pop them doors”
seen bare man run into shops, it’s mess cah you know we left him blood in the floor
war is war, best check the score
talk on the net, got sent to the lord
bro got the rambo under the sword, feds about to say we go abroad
[verse 6: c5]
stuck in the trap and make it home for the spot
we’re about to ’em takin his soul
i said “bro don’t, rip mans throat”
shank on sight, if you know then you know
i said “hitch bucked me and he froze, he came in the murk but he left 10 toes”
them man die, just chat like hoes
the blade go in, no touchin bones

- zero ec1 c5 qcg duppy qcg

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