adolf - glokk40spaz lyrics
[chorus]
i pay a hunnid’, get these cops off
fifty racks, get your block knocked off
i got troops like adolf
ya’ll n*ggas created, who made y’all?
hit the b*tch like i play baseball
fifty*sum’ racks, i spend that in the mall
i wanna’ f*ck on that b*tch, she a doll
locked up two years, i go bald
you tryna’ ride the wave, i bet you gon’ fall
i’m with the mob, you know it’s one call
my money, you know that it’s taller than tall
chop in my hand, man i do the chop walk
i ain’t tryna’ talk, man your pockets too small
post ’em, you know that they hang with the mob
they want your chain? they gon’ tear you apart
that b*tch ass fat, you know i like that alot
these n*ggas p*ssy, i came from the block
hunnid’ thousand racks in the mattress, you know i’m still duckin’ the cops
wrist on waterfall
yeen’ on sh*t, what i thought
bought up fivе hundred dollars, junkies they call
i’m on probation, i’m still smokin’ pot
n*ggas shoot dicе, put your money in the pot
partners on the block and they posted with they glock
i told my b*tch that i wan’ be a thot
she seen my ex and you know that they fought
pull out them bl!ckies, them n*ggas gon’ pop
call [?] then they came with the mop
gave her a few racks even though she was a bop
had to get it out the hood, man you know the block hot
[chorus]
i pay a hunnid’, get these cops off
fifty racks, get your block knocked off
i got troops like adolf
ya’ll n*ggas created, who made y’all?
hit the b*tch like i play baseball
fifty*sum’ racks, i spend that in the mall
i wanna’ f*ck on that b*tch, she a doll
locked up two years, i go bald
you tryna’ ride the wave, i bet you gon’ fall
i’m with the mob, you know it’s one call
my money, you know that it’s taller than tall
chop in my hand, man i do the chop walk
i ain’t tryna’ talk, man your pockets too small
post ’em, you know that they hang with the mob
they want your chain? they gon’ tear you apart
that b*tch ass fat, you know i like that alot
these n*ggas p*ssy, i came from the block
hunnid’ thousand racks in the mattress, you know i’m still duckin’ the cops
wrist on waterfall
yeen’ on sh*t, what i thought
bought up five hundred dollars, junkies they call
i’m on probation, i’m still smokin’ pot
n*ggas shoot dice, put your money in the pot
partners on the block and they posted with they glock
i told my b*tch that i wan’ be a thot
she seen my ex and you know that they fought
pull out them bl!ckies, them n*ggas gon’ pop
call [?] then they came with the mop
gave her a few racks even though she was a bop
had to get it out the hood, man you know the block hot
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