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fuck em all - glokk40spaz & babysolid lyrics

[babysolid]
babylife beatin yo’ block like mohhamad ali
you diss on babylife sh*t we gon knock out yo t**th
my young n*ggas stick at yo house so you dont want no beef
i walk with that iron, and these f*ck n*ggas walk with a crease
babysolid gon pop like he motherf*ckin” grease
we going for mans cause he throwin a c
this babylife sh*t so my stick got a double d
i got my stripes, but a n*gga not bumblebee
pop out the cut, man you dont want war wit me
solid gang sh*t, boy my whoa fire the blunt for me
whoa down by my arm, man that n*gga look up to me
ebg bandgang leave yo ass down at the funeral
you dont got no k!llas, no
i say the word and my k!llas on go
free king 30, gon do it for sumo
yeah, yeah
run the f*ck down wit that stick, but i dont need no cardio
im in the trap with luigi but n*gga not mario
i send yo name black & white like a oreo
comе to yo block, shootin sh*t like a video
i get that boy gonе like mysterio
you hear my name in that motherf*ckin’ stereo
b*tches gon f*ck for the fame thats yo regional
they dont want static, my n*ggas got radios
i got some shooters got green like the marigold
you dont want no smoke get you popped like a cherry hoe
h*ll nah i can’t switch, but this glock what i carry doe
b*tch, f*ck all of yo dead bros
babylife come to yo door with that redrum
can’t go out bad, man i gotta stay 10 toes
call me bin laden but f*ck with a kilo
woah woah woah
babylife vamp you can see on my fangs
i got some vamps finna fly out the cage
who in the f*ck thinkin they brave?
who gon step in they name?
my dudes they cannot be saved
know im gon die bout the gang
do any sh*t for the gang
throw it up, what do you bang?
[glokk40spaz]
b*tch im gf i throw 10 letter
caught my d*mn opp in a black & white gucci sweater
f*ck wit king 30 yo ass gon get robbed together
where you at n*gga? we can rock out whenever
hm, bandgang come in yo trap
i dont hang with d*ckriders, or n*ggas who cap
know some n*ggas got shot wit that stick, ain’t even lackin
pop out with that glizzy i make n*ggas panic
turn him to a ghost like that boy danny phantom
these n*ggas be switching like hannah montana
i do what i want, i f*ck b*tches on camera
baby wan do it, we ban a n*gga right from atlanta
me and king 30 used to post up on camera
pop out with that tekken like babysantana
make n*ggas bite nails, when we ride wit them hammers
in the woods wit them sticks, we dont need no d*mn camo
that n*gga a b*tch wit a fye his real name is rambo
dont play me, that motherf*ckin kilo gon go on commando
he dont got no motion why the f*ck he keep comin to the bando?
he done doubled the sack with that fire but he couldn’t pay his bond
you the typa hoe, that talk n*ggas head off and make n*ggas yawn
like hoe please shut the f*ck up with that jam
free 30, free bj, juglizzy too
dont come around me with that deuce deuce
man stop all that cappin on youtube
these n*ggas big square, they need tutus
i think i done lost about 2 screws
how many they think? my doctor said 42
i won’t pipe ya head up you just boring boo
in the g ride jumpset its a rented coupe
he a snitch but i just can’t help to shoot
send the blitz, n*gga do what you got to
young n*gga just doubled down wit them fyes too
pull up to yo block, thug off under you
i wit them birds, n*ggas went coocoo
locked down all the fye, know im with juju
we control these b*tches just like they roku
i know he gon snitch but i let him shoot

- glokk40spaz babysolid lyrics

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