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10 letter giant - glokk40spaz lyrics

[intro]
hmm, hmm

[chorus]
i ‘d do everything for my gang n*gga and my family
i f*cked yo different b*tch the same day call it double whammy
huh, walk around with that pack on me n*gga f*ck that fannel
b*tch said she got a sweet tooth for the d*ck hoe said she love candy
swear the junkies like jacksons we f*ckin they sisters like janet
i’m off xans, glock 17 make em panic
gang, we get [?] vampire sh*t i ain’t landin
took a rap n*gga chain’ f*ck it we ain plan it, ye’en never felt no real pain f*ck n*gga you wouldn’t understand
[?] in this sauna jumpin like a rabbit
i feel like a mummy wrap em up and stab em
i lost all my friends i ain’t got no rеason never be cappin
feel likе i’m dead the way i be rappin on this d*mn beat, but f*ck all this rappin
crash out and go’ cap em man that’s f*ckin tragic
opp don’t come to this block hit em with the one in the head
i put the fye to his face told me i can have it
took the jakes on that chase find me, they ain catch me
n*gga my whoa come and get chu n*gga f*ck that lackin
i can get you by myself, my brotha come and get you really it don’t matter
we gon’ pull out them glocks so f*ck the chit*a*chatter
b*tch come to my block to see who big or badder
n*gga fell from the top floor, f*ck that ladder
big glock make em p*ss his self, f*ck up his bladder
[?]
told kilo you’ll risk get another life, probably gotta slap her
7*6 backwood, roll we ion got no lighter
told my whoa go ahead f*ck his b*tch just gon’ head pipe her
we sh*ttin on lame ass n*ggas f*ck that d*mn diaper
she had said what bout the mobb, i pull out that rifle
bl whackin sh*t the number one tiger
and i pipe her head up just to f*ck ion like her
i know real whoas in the bronx free them boys out rikers
fire arm on me, f*ck that firefighter
die hard bout bl i’ll die behind the tiger
lil b*tch can’t facetime i’ll probably skype her
lil b*tch can’t skype me i’ll prolly write her
n*gga talm bout that glock missing, know i’m the number one striker
good gas come shop that my number one buyer
n*ggas be switchin like some spare tires
you n*ggas be b*tches just like aphrodita
got locked up f*cked around and lost my client
playin with mob you gon’ hear them sirens
big bad wolf 10 letter giant
tryna make this sh*t work baby girl i’m tryin
put the glock on his fore head we might f*ck up his linin
yeah, b*tch i’m popular but i’m still lonely
beat ya lil brotha ass i f*ckin told em

- glokk40spaz lyrics

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