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live by it die by it - roadrunner glockboyz tez lyrics

[intro]
glockboyz sh*t
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga
this our sh*t

[chorus]
i ain’t goin’ back and forth over the ‘net, this ain’t no tennis
you can do some gangster sh*t for twenty years and die in five minutes
where the striker at? i’m tryna slide in it
n*gga said his hood loved him, then he died in it
come on, somebody shot his drunk ass
you live by the gun, you die by the gun, dumbass
you ain’t faster than these bullets, why that n*gga think he run fast?
security don’t check me at the door, i snuck my gun past
n*gga, i got my gun in
ain’t tryna throw a party, we gon’ go f*ck up the fun, then
catch a body for your spot, ain’t n0body gettin’ swung in

[verse]
n*ggas do everything i do, they my son, then
i be like, “f*ck this rap sh*t”, they be like, “drop somethin'”
yeah, we on the same page, i’m tryna drop somethin’
put the glock down, pick the chop up, i think the opps comin’
he said n0body ain’t takin’ sh*t from him, but he don’t got nothin’
hmm, come on, got him
speakin’ on the dead, every day, somebody shot him
f*ck a rapper, if my n*ggas take your sh*t, i ain’t gon’ stop ’em
don’t pump that n*gga head up ’cause i’ll pop him
n*ggas askin’ where i’m at, i’m put up
if you can take off everything that make you bad, b*tch, shut up
why you mad at me? your brother in this blunt, he should’ve ducked
what the f*ck? if you ain’t really ’bout that life, then give it up
top floor like an elevator, i’ma send him up
can’t walk you down in no white lows ’cause i might bend ’em up
that sh*t over, i feel like chief keef, i hate bein’ sober
he was off a vicodin, we caught his ass on minnesota
i ain’t goin’ back and forth over the ‘net with no b*tches
i ain’t goin’ back and forth over the ‘net, this ain’t tennis
i ain’t goin’ back and forth with no n*gga, n*gga, no fakin’
ayy, ayy, ayy
i ain’t goin’ back and forth over the ‘net, this ain’t no tennis
[chorus]
i ain’t goin’ back and forth over the ‘net, this ain’t no tennis
you can do some gangster sh*t for twenty years and die in five minutes
where the striker at? i’m tryna slide in it
n*gga said his hood loved him, then he died in it
somebody shot his drunk ass
you live by the gun, you die by the gun, dumbass
why that n*gga think he run fast?
security don’t check me at the door, i snuck my gun past
n*gga, ayy, i got my gun in
ain’t tryna throw a party, we gon’ go f*ck up the fun, then
catch a body for your spot, ain’t n0body gettin’ swung in

[outro]
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga

- roadrunner glockboyz tez lyrics

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