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elevate - justo gz lyrics

[intro: ndotspinalot & justo gz]
(like rp , like rp , like rpttteeee foursev foursev)
like
glah you already know what the f*ck goin’ on glahhhh
(its that ndot n*gga suck my d*ck yu hurd?) glahhhhh
rptgzzly you hurd foursev man
like huh? rptgzzly you hurd every o shot
(doak) (bigdierey , bigdieo)

[chorus 1: ndotspinalot & justo gz}
all these dead n*ggas got me laced , like boy should have picked up his pace
nazzy , rippy dead on they face , and we spin thru the rey just to see who to chase like
dont, run dont , trip
ndot pop out 2 sticks and we dont do [?] we carrying sticks
we gon’ spin thru the mitch throwing bullets like zip

[verse 1: ndotspinalot]
spin thru the s and we lookin’ for mel , me and justo likе kenan and kel
got us a glock tuck it in the mattrеss he try to run up make him do a backflip
all my opps broke and they really be soft
i mosty got fans and im picking up more
oh they talkin on bro? put em’ on a chart we gon’ catch em lackin’ throw a couple more
.23 shots gon’ rip thru his back man justo my brother we go back to back
he try to stand up make his body flat man i never got beat on you know that sh*t cap
but f*ck that , me and justo go up , f*ck all the politicians they ain’t bout nun
swervo got beat and took it on a hop
me and justo pop out 2 knocks and he drop

[verse 2: justo gz]
nazzy , rippy ,c*hii , yellow , noah , benji , berry dead
when i walk b*tch you know that it’s one in the head
spot a flocka leave one in his head
yall b*tches is legs no f*ckin’ i just want the head , rpt better show some respect
and yo hoe can get laid out and stretched on the bed f*ckin’ round tryna play wit’ a vet
1st street bad block we blitz them opps , how many times we spinned yall n*ggas blocks
cblu you a kid ain’t never tote a chop so dont ask where im at if you ain’t tryna slide
hop out knocks out brodie gon spark em
said he was drifty so i had to park em’
free rpt my bros was really barkin’ and biting , its a problem
only let boy shoot the label whats happenin’
foursev my n*ggas be the topic
jackin’ he crip ima have to crack em , off the pic, when i shot him
ride on the mitch , when im flockin
big down 5ive put a 5ive in my pocket , sevsidek spot a flocka im flockin’
back* out my knock it go blocka like blocka
tell ndot pop out make a movie
who the f*ck is this 13 goofy? talkin’ on rah n*ggas been lookin’ goofy
cuz hop them gates we gon’ make us new spliff
who this?
neva who that its that n*gga that shoot sh*t
nazzy got hit in his head he was clue*less
noah went out like a b*tch to a few kicks
and yall know this , still ain’t do sh*t
big .45 pull a n*gga sh*t back
thats big facts yea im wit’ that
dougie got shot and still ain’t never get back , and yall sh*t wack stop makin’ diss tracks
yg foursev with the gz wit the nine spot a o ima squeeze in this tech
and she see rpt she said she go free for the set
i smoke poppa g they ain’t let off for the set
omb it ain’t up for discussin’ back*out crush em’ brodie gon’ buss em’
like glah, glah glah glah backout brodie gon buss em’

[verse 3: ndotspinalot]
f*ck all the opps gotta grab me a mill , ski mask when its time for the drill
i cannot wait ’till i sign me a deal ima act up go dumb without needin’ a pill
like one in the head i dont need me a clip
hop out send shots then dip
n*ggas be chattin’ but never d*ck sh*t like f*ck cdot he cried like a b*tch
like .23 shots gon rip thru his head
copped me a .9 should have been a .10
like spot me a flocka aim it on his head , rpt my n*ggas really sped

[chorus :2 ndotspinalot & justo gz]
all these dead n*ggas got me laced , like boy should have picked up his pace
nazzy , rippy dead on they face , and we spin thru the rey just to see who to chase like
dont, run dont , trip
ndot pop out 2 sticks and we dont do [?] we carrying sticks
we gon’ spin thru the mitch throwing bullets like zip

[outro : ndotspinalot & justo gz]
like glah glah glah boom
(n*ggas know who the f*ck it is its that justo gz n*gga)
(drop my 4 im knockin’ at ya f*ckin’ door)
(oyogk)
glah glah glah boom
(rpt foursev foursev d*mn)

- justo gz lyrics

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