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5th to the gzz - leakfrmmoneymartin lyrics

me and gzz gon’ spin through the ave (through the what?)
after that, take a trip to the 600 gates (take a trip to the—)
hop out, shoot a n*gga in his face (shoot ’em in his face)
totin’ becky, sh*t’s stuck to my waist (sh*t’s stuck to my waist)
all these opp n*ggas linkin’ up (linkin’ up)
but they still ain’t get n0body touched (at all, at all)
told lil’ bro “don’t talk, just dump” (just dump)
run down gang, throw shots, he slumped, like (throw shots, he slumped)
when i see you, just keep the same energy (like, what?)
b*tch, i’m totin’, so how is you blitzin’ me? (how is you blitzin’ me?)
and they can’t name a thing that they did to me (at all)
so, tell me, why these lil’ n*ggas dissin’ me? (like, what?)
45th takе him right out his misery
spin through the ave, tryna catch us a couplе yrkk (40k)
when they see me, them n*ggas just run from me
spin through the lave yeah we do this sh*t comfortably (oyk)
bad b*tch gon’ do what i say so (like, what?)
and my n*ggas shoot shifts like klo (sh*t like what?)
my n*ggas slidin’ like they on a payroll (on a what?)
freak b*tch, fat ass like j*lo
she gon’ line you up just for the pesos
get it and take it, b*tch, i need the bankrolls (mb, mb gzzly )
do a hit, get low, then i change clothes (mb, mb gzzly )
when we spinnin’, you know how the game go (like)
every situation we gon’ handle it (we gon’ what?)
if its war, hit it more ’til the candles lit
bullets, they make ’em salsa on some spanish sh*t
when we see them, them n*ggas be panickin’ (them n*ggas be panicking)
if its up then we leavin’ it stuck (we leavin’ it stuck)
hollows gon’ hit ’em, tear that n*gga up
and i keep a cannon, got it tucked (got it tucked)
for them n*ggas that swear that they tough
see 30, hit him wit a .30
function is active, come slide and get st*rdy (grrah*grrah)
if he jack the gr8, we do ’em dirty
stay pistol packin’, no, we never worried (no, i’m never worried)
mex shootin’ got me on the moon (mexi)
spin the well, and we ready to boom (gang, gang)
stompers they wit’ me shakin’ up the room (suck my d*ck)
they ain’t puttin on so how they goons? (grrah*grrah)
[verse 2: ]
opps talkin’, they ain’t doin’ sh*t (fto)
why these n*ggas always on my d*ck? (why they—)
hop out, put a n*gga in a spliff (grrt)
smokin’ dead n*ggas out the zip (dead n*ggas)
yeah, it’s 5th to the gzz, we gon’ pop out
n*ggas talkin’ crazy, they get knocked out (knocked out)
f*ck that, we don’t got to bring the knocks out (knocks out)
chase pull up, clear the whole block out (bow)
better watch out, ’cause these n*ggas talkin’ on the internet but never pop out
f*ck mari i roll him, he dead
yrkk, he got hit in his head
die gr8 y’all heard what i said
gr8k i’m smokin’ y’all dead (suck my d*ck)
on the set, we been flockin’ for junjun, so y’all can stop tappin’ y’all head (junjungang)
tap your head, n*gga, mari got clapped, and n*ggas put him right to bed
all my n*ggas official, so we don’t gotta talk on none of the sh*t that we did
and i’m lit, shawty thinkin’ i need her, i only need her for the spits (b*tch)
since a jit, i been buggin’ and boomin’, so why these n*ggas on my d*ck? (get off my d*ck)
got my name in y’all tracks when that sh*t is wack, y’all n*ggas just need to get back (y’all need to get back)
now, lets talk all the facts, who did y’all clap? why is y’all talkin’ ’bout straps? (why is y’all talkin’?)
n*gga, mexin a pack, still ain’t get back, i just be smoking his pack (mexi)
mdot in the back, totin’ on a strap, if you try to touch me it’s a wrap
that’s a fact, got this b*tch on my body and she just tryna’ let me slap
with the makks, if i don’t got the sitchy, i know the drip’ll let it crack
f*ck a hat, i been a gzz ‘ since little (gzzly cripk), a lot of n*ggas know the facts
where they at? said he spinnin’ my side
i’m sittin’ there like, “where they at?”

- leakfrmmoneymartin lyrics

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