a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

free babyebg freestyle - glokk40spaz lyrics

[intro]
yah

[chorus]
huh, tell the hoe, you better get some ackrite
huh, we don’t f*ck the same hoe from last night
we got some drank cost more than yo’ coat life
she wanna f*ck than i break that hoe spine
when i was 15, man, i had my first .9
i don’t talk to these n*ggas, got these n*ggas droppin’ dimes
man, i f*ck the b*tch once, i don’t care if she fine
only time i double back when the sh*t just tacky
put this sh*t on the door, you keep ridin’ through them kites
i don’t care what you bang, that ain’t savin’ yo life
junkie’s, they droppin two xans in onе sprite
rich junkie, tryna pop percs on sight
offеr me a .50 round, catch me a flight
i don’t need no co*defendant, i do all my crimes
seen he got rich, paid the shooter eight times
man, you got the spot hot stop looking through the blinds

[verse]
i don’t give a f*ck about her, i don’t care if she ain’ mine
had a bad day, caught him at the right time
16 years old, ain’t no glock, it just stire
she get scary, michael myers
life was a gamble i rolled with no dice
i’on want that hoe, man i pass that hoe twice
two at my face man, that my sacrifice
whoa want the glock, i’m like “two”
i ain’t see 12 come through, on god, they just popped out the blue
i know how to rob, man this sh*t in my roots
straight out the cell, and i jumped in the coupe
straight out of prison my life is a movie
he say he finna drop who?
got my young n*gga hanging in project in the kitchen with my b*tch whippin’ pyrex
give a f*ck ’bout a hoe, she get no tip
man, i love all my hoes on i’m just upset
she ain’t do sh*t, she ain’t give no neck
she gotta go, they like i’m hard, i know
talm’ ’bout some money?, let’s get it, let’s go
talm’ some racks, then you know i need more
left his ass drowning, we call ’em nemo
i’m trying go atlanta, i’m tryn’ kick a door
lax, i’m out there, i’m f*ckin’ yo hoe
[chorus]
huh, tell the hoe, you better get some ackrite
huh, we don’t f*ck the same hoe from last night
we got some drank cost more than yo’ coat life
she wanna f*ck than i break that hoe spine
when i was 15, man, i had my first .9
i don’t talk to these n*ggas, got these n*ggas droppin’ dimes
man, i f*ck the b*tch once, i don’t care if she fine
only time i double back when the sh*t just tacky
put this sh*t on the door, you keep ridin’ through them kites
i don’t care what you bang, that ain’t savin’ yo life
junkie’s, they droppin two xans in one sprite
rich junkie, tryna pop percs on sight
offer me a .50 round, catch me a flight
i don’t need no co*defendant, i do all my crimes
seen he got rich, paid the shooter eight times
man, you got the spot hot, stop looking through the blinds
(man, you got the spot hot, stop looking through the blinds)

- glokk40spaz lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular