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chuck liddell - g man & bris lyrics

[verse1: bris]
ayy
you a nerd off top, if you touching sh*lls (touching sh*lls)
they like bris a [?] he can’t tuck his tail (i ain’t got tail)
i could barley trust my self, but i could trust this scale (what)
tryna fight forty kick back, like it was chuck liddle (pa pow)
at the mall with big pole in the galleria (galleria)
the way i tip toe, i should’ve join the ballerina (ballerina)
it getting cold in these street, u better grab a heater (pa pow)
need a b*tch that i could make a movie, with like angelina (angelina)
imma kick u out off this whip, if we can’t make a movie (if we can’t make a movie)
i be outside here chasing chips, i ain’t chasing groupies (i ain’t chasing groupies)
pulling up in foreign whips, and we came from groupies (skrrrt)
i’ll let it rain wit gman if you play wit p**py (pow)
come and whip your block out, that’s a hurricane (hurricane)
say my shooter sparking sticks, like it’s [?] flame (pa pow)
yeah you gotta stay alive, in this murder game (murder game)
i can’t vouch for your shooter, i ain’t heard his name
yeah this glock ain’t got no safety, they say safety first (they say safety first)
and these bullet get to flying, these some [?]verse
and my shooter do that drill, i ain’t gotta say the word (nope)
imma pop a perk while you twerk, and imma make it squirt (i could make it squirt)
had to cut that b*tch off, cause lil shorty tripping
the way im dripping and they looking they just know different (they just know different)
train to go, imma go with the homie tripping (imma go)
imma bust this glock 27, till the forty clipping ( pa pow pow)
[chorus: bris]
you a nerd off top, if you touching sh*lls (touching sh*lls)
they like bris a [?] he can’t tuck his tail (i ain’t got tail)
i could barley trust my self, but i could trust this scale (what)
tryna fight forty kick back, like it was chuck liddle (pa pow)
at the mall with big pole in the galleria (galleria)
the way i tip toe, i should’ve join the ballerina (ballerina)
it getting cold in these street, u better grab a heater (pa pow pow)
need a b*tch that i could make a movie with like angelina (angelina)

[verse2: gman]
my brother came home, and didn’t make a statement
we was them snotting nose kids, thugging on da pavement
we was raised by real k!ller, b*tch we really dangerous
play around and make one of your family member come famous
n*gga talk about they gonna slide, they on my block
like this draki, don’t hold over 100 shots
you n*gga ain’t hard on da gang, man yall need to stop
always folding under pressure, talking to the cops
they could never catch me lacking, cause i keep a glock
speaking on ten let a gang and you gonna meet glock
they could never catch me lacking cause i keep a glock
speaking on ten let a gang and you gonna meet glock
lil cookie wood got my eyes low, pole on me and it go wherever i go
make this n*gga whip, do some turn like a sideshow
i can’t f*ck with new n*gga, that might just fold
[chorus: bris]
you a nerd off top, if you touching sh*lls (touching sh*lls)
they like bris a [?] he can’t tuck his tail (i ain’t got tail)
i could barley trust my self, but i could trust this scale (what)
tryna fight forty kick back, like it was chuck liddle (pa pow)
at the mall with big pole in the galleria (galleria)
the way i tip toe, i should’ve join the ballerina (ballerina)
it getting cold in these street, u better grab a heater (pa pow)
need a b*tch that i could make a movie with like angelina (angelina)

- g man bris lyrics

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