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chuck lidell - g man & bris lyrics

[verse1: bris]
ayy
you a nerd off top, if you touching sh*lls
they like bris a [?] he can’t tuck his tail
i could barley trust my self but i could trust this scale
tryna fight forty kick back, like it was chuck liddle
at the mall with big pole in the galleria
the way i tip toe, i should’ve join the ballerina
it getting cold in these street, u better grab a heater
need a b*tch that i could make a movie with like angelina
imma kick u out off this whip, if we can’t make a movie
i be outside here chasing chips, i ain’t chasing groupies
pulling up in foreign whips, and we came from groupies
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
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
imma pop a perk while you twerk, and imma 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
train to go, imma go with the homie tripping
imma bust this glock 27, till the forty clipping
[chorus: bris]
you a nerd off top, if you touching sh*lls
they like bris a [?] he can’t tuck his tail
i could barley trust my self but i could trust this scale
tryna fight forty kick back, like it was chuck liddle
at the mall with big pole in the galleria
the way i tip toe, i should’ve join the ballerina
it getting cold in these street, u better grab a heater
need a b*tch that i could make a movie, with like angelina

[verse 2: g man]
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
they like bris a [?] he can’t tuck his tail
i could barley trust my self but i could trust this scale
tryna fight forty kick back, like it was chuck liddle
at the mall with big pole in the galleria
the way i tip toe, i should’ve join the ballerina
it getting cold in these street, u better grab a heater
need a b*tch that i could make a movie, with like angelina

- g man bris lyrics

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