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intro - twin glcoks lyrics

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(chorus 1: twin glocks)
ay jaybur i’m finna rip this sh*t
this the intro im finna go mental i want them to feel this sh*t
see all that cap you put in yo raps see i gotta live that sh*t
got booked wit a pipe and came back home i had to rebuild the sh*t
man i’m run out of town im losing my mind my homie got k!lled and sh*t
that make me want to k!ll some sh*t
but i know i gotta chill and sh*t
tryna run up a mill and sh*t
for the days we was in the field wit sh*t
and i’m standin on whatever the gang on, if you tweakin wit us get a headstone
ain’t no big guys in my hood, ain’t no n*gga make sure i was good
all i had was my brothas, we stuck wit each otha, young n*gga rapped by his motha
all my n*gga know shoot to k!ll, ion need no who it’s real, he got me confused foreal
so i’m ready to shoot foreal
if you want beef wit the pocket its suicid, my n*ggas steal on that block it was crucified
you can not comе on that block you ain’t certified, my n*ggas k!llin sh*t like its pеstacides
and we be strechen that sh*t like its exercise,you will get k!lled if you testify
my n*ggas slide you better hide, my n*ggas k!llas so stay inside
(chorus 2: twin glocks)
d*mn i can’t belive this sh*t, big a gone felt that sh*t to my soul i swear we felt that sh*t
all my opps know we don’t back doe we gone front doe some sh*t
lil don got the pole he like jimmy neutron he ready to blast that b*tch
roll dope up in a fronta that sh*t so good i ain’t ready to pass my that sh*t
call denzel mario he like a witch so you know we smash that b*tch
ain’t even have to ask that b*tch, the opps be tweakin treat em like a hoe put em his ass back and sh*t
when fonem was slides i was in the trenches tryna see how many packs i flipped
but yea dumb fact and sh*t, when kdoe got the glock he like a docta the way he be patchin sh*t
and a hoe can’t be lurkin they like some slay hoes the way they be catchin sh*t
he on pole with a stretch cause he ain’t blow stand over a n*gga like im debo
give his ass 15 like im reo, close range so he shot from a free throw
cutthroat shoot a n*gga in the peep hole, for the gang they got booked for them you knows
got her lookin at the opp like who told, slay third tryna hit us wit a rico
f*ck 12 ain’t f*ck wit the people,glock came with a switch thats a cheat code
draco put a n*gga inna chock hold, hollow tips leave a n*gga wit a blue nose
see a opp then i spin on dat b*tch, but fist you gotta do what i say so
he a opp then i’m flippin his whip, know a shooter should role with a general
see a l!ck then i’m takin that risk, cause i remeber when i ain’t have sh*t doe
see you flex then we takin yo sh*t, lil n*gga don’t get caught in that kickdoe
better give us what we want in this b*tch, you only got 1 time before you get smoked

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