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grillz - lavel lyrics

[intro]
’cause i’m about to drop a bomb on y’all n*ggas heads
and f*ck what you think about it, that’s it, peace out
smile when i put this m*th*f*ckin gun in your mouth n*gga
(diamond cutz, volume 1 n*gga)

[chorus: asteriah and lavel]
smile for me sh*ggy
what the f*ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m*th*f*ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
[verse]
i ain’t playin with ya n*ggas keep my name out ya grill
f*ck around and get k!lled, i suggest y’all chill
the big n*gga ’bout to beast, we can take it to the streets
b*tch i’m 50 n*ggas deep, and we all got heat
man this sh*t is so for real, b*tches yappin out they grill
catch a body so quick, if you wanna know the deal
lavel the soopa villain, growin up all i see was k!llin
on the corner, drug dealin, boy i’m ’bout to hit the ceilin
gotta shut you n*ggas down, hey “i’m the wicked clown”
f*ck up out of here, how the f*ck you sound
“well i sold a million records” i’ll beat your ass down
take the plaques to your back, put the belts in your mouth (b*tch!)
i mean n*gga really, what, that sh*t is played out
got amb and colton grundy sleepin on my couch
i was cool at the loft and stop lyin’ so much
you ain’t buyin n*ggas sh*t, you f*ck around and get touched
now go an*

[chorus: asteriah and lavel]
smile for me sh*ggy
what the f*ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m*th*f*ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
smile for me sh*ggy
what the f*ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m*th*f*ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
[verse 2]
hit ’em up like ‘pac but you the one gettin’ shot
blazin’ my glock, 7 mile is the block
put some pop*top n*ggas on yo ass b*tch you hit
you know what the f*ck i’m talkin’ bout, this is no bullsh*t
i can’t rest until you rot and you f*ggots in the way
and stop claimin’ my city you give detroit a bad name
you a hoe and you can’t fight, watch em men in they tights
you my boy, [?], moon glorious you dyk*
whoever ride with them, you in it too b*tch
i’m on you n*ggas heads, n’ stay off my d*ck
i don’t trust none of y’all and y’all don’t want no beef
so if you ever talk sh*t, betta grit them t**th
i ain’t playin either n*gga this sum serious sh*t
and if i see you anywhere, somethin’ goin get split
call spider and the groupies thats what you goin do
but i ain’t beefin with them, this is all about you
now go an*

[chorus: asteriah and lavel]
smile for me sh*ggy
what the f*ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m*th*f*ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill (n*gga)
smile for me sh*ggy
what the f*ck you laughin at?
put this glock in ya grill
(glock in my whaaaat?)
yeah, ya grill
your m*th*f*ckin’ grill
caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
[verse 3]
replace your t**th, with my heat
rock this n*gga to sleep
’bout to cop a desert e and put you hoes on 3s
i live sucka free, you can’t hang around me
unless you boss enough, and gettin’ this money
we’re detroit n*ggas, all about they chips
we don’t hate, we don’t trip, n*gga get what you get
these b*tches tryin’ to hold me down but they cannot do it
authentic lavel, i’m the truth and i can prove it
you n*ggas don’t know my style, b*tch n*ggas don’t know i ain’t playin
i’m the one, b*tch, i’m the man, flip the ‘k with no hands
i’m a pimp, i’m the sh*t, all on my own d*ck
while you playin’ with the game, i’ma flip it like a brick
i’m the one they talk about, got my name all in they mouth
up north to down south, make them hoes scream and shout
you n*ggas b*tches groupies, even yo fans wanna do me
got her all in the jacuzzi, skeet skeet on her booty
goin an*

[outro]
*laughter*
ay n*gga, ay n*gga lavel n*gga!
diamond cutz, n*gga, volume 1
ay, 2006 n*gga no bullsh*ttin
ay, all i’ma do, is when i see y’all n*ggas
i’ma put it to yo m*th*f*ckin’ ass n*gga, my converse n*gga
i got m*th*f*ckin queen of hearts n*gga asteriah in this b*tch n*gga
this lavel m*th*f*ckers, *laughter*, y’all on sucka ass n*ggas
aye, “goin’ smile b*tch n*gga, f*ck you laughin’ at, put this glock in ya grill”
“glock in ya grill”, n*gga
“put this glock in ya grill”, n*gga this sh*t for real than a m*th*f*cka dog
and i ain’t even mad n*gga, i ain’t even mad n*gga
this just what the f*ck i do, it’s time to shut y’all hoe ass n*ggas down

- lavel lyrics

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