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racks out - apollo the goat lyrics

[chrous]
my n*ggas got glocks, shoot it up, it go packow
she wanna see me flexing, she want me to pull the racks out
wait till the label see me they say i’m a cash cow
shoot him while he with his family eating up at jack browns
i am not no k!ller, but my members, they shoot n*ggas up
they erratic, they cause havoc, last week crashed a bentley truck
when sh*t get to poppin they’ll really f*ck your members up
we careless, immature, yeah, sorry we don’t give a f*ck

[verse 1]
838, we ain’t the 6 but we’ll f*ck you up
10 times 10 that makes 100, 100 f*cking dubs
you woulda thought my n*ggas slitting thеy wrist how they be in the f*cking cut
stеp on little n*ggas in gold i rock like king tut
you a small dog ain’t on our level you can’t get with us
came from louisville went to miami got a big b*tt
they keep on talking bout us when they need to get they money up
money go straight up to the safe and then i shut it up

[chrous]
my n*ggas got glocks, shoot it up, it go packow
she wanna see me flexing, she want me to pull the racks out
wait till the label see they say i’m a cash cow
shoot him while he with his family eating up at jack browns
i am not no k!ller, but my members, they shoot n*ggas up
they erratic, they cause havoc, last week crashed a bentley truck
when sh*t get to popping they’ll really f*ck your member’s up
we careless, immature, yeah, sorry we don’t give a f*ck
my n*ggas got glocks, shoot it up, it go packow
she wanna see me flexing, she want me to pull the racks out
wait till the label see me they say i’m a cash cow
shoot him while he with his family eating up at jack browns
i am not no k!ller, but my members, they shoot n*ggas up
they erratic, they cause havoc, last week crashed a bentley truck
when sh*t get to poppin they’ll really f*ck your members up
we careless, immature, yeah, sorry we don’t give a f*ck

[verse 2]
za always exotic n*gga like me got my own garden
hop up in the court, ball with my n*ggas play like james harden
lv belts on me but you can still see my pants falling
if i say something it’s go mode you know that i’m never stalling
you say that’s your b*tch, that’s your girl but guess whos she calling
taking over everything in the game, b*tch, no stalin
up in the air we everywhere just like pollen
b*tches in the club hear my music get they head bopping

while we in the whip my brodi told me go head pass the cart
we really get sh*t popping i’m not talking bout pop tart
my n*gga khaled funny and he short, arabic kevin hart
he hit the nicotine and saw us yeah it made that f*cking n*gga shart
he say he ruthless but he always staying where the cops are
my n*ggas do it they’ll shoot your ass in a cop car
[spoken word: 2pac]
b*tches ain’t sh*t
we don’t love them hoes
and it’s like that

[chrous]
my n*ggas got glocks, shoot it up, it go packow
she wanna see me flexing, she want me to pull the racks out
wait till the label see me they say i’m a cash cow
shoot him while he with his family eating up at jack browns
i am not no k!ller, but my members, they shoot n*ggas up
they erratic, they cause havoc, last week crashed a bentley truck
when sh*t get to poppin they’ll really f*ck your members up
we careless, immature, yeah, sorry we don’t give a f*ck

- apollo the goat lyrics

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