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bend bloxks - ty flex lyrics

[intro]
grrrrr bow bow
ju balla
ty flex
boom boom boom boom boom boom, gang
boom boom, gang
gang, gang gang

[verse 1]
y’all n*ggas not brim material
put holes to his chest like some cheerios
have his body slumped up like he spiritual, we rolling up queez cause we sick of pook
glock 9 fully loaded, if i pass it to steph guarantee he gon throw it
026 on the spot we gon make it hot, spin my block get ready you gon die
my guys don’t talk when its wartime, big .9 on my hip that’s a man down
put red on his face like a d*mn clown, spot a opp guarantee that’s a man down
we shaking the spot what the f*ck is up? 026 on the spot we gon f*ck it up
if he jackin [?] we gon laugh at him, f*ck it and then we gon [?]
skate off in the v, who smoking on queez, gettin ya head beat now ya boy on a tee
free babies p he put on for the team, if he jacking the t yellow tape on the scene
paramedics go and pick him up, have his body slumped up like [?] the spot
yeah and my guys gon make it hot, tazzo b on the court he gon send a shot

[verse 2]
ya better what how you talk to me, cause for the gang i move accordingly
n*ggas say they want beef with me but y’all b*tches in the sheets with me
hold on wait, wait for the beat to drop
i bring the chop it’ll beat a box
[?] sick of flock
gang, i see the streets like a warzone f*ck a treesh and i tell her to go home
these b*tches they all on my body tell a opp bobby call me papi
don’t smoke while im rollin through lobby tell a opp bobby call me papi
don’t talk about it, n*ggas they talk but they ain’t about it
i’m a top dog and i been about it, n*ggas is weak and i’m gaining profit
gang, n*ggas is weak and i’m gaining profit
[verse 3]
gang gang gang, 2 shots keep talking hot get your crew popped
catch a opp lacking we boom shot, this 40 is loud like a boom box
[?]
[?]
wait get back, none of these n*ggas ain’t get back
260 not with the chit chat its a round of applause you gettin clapped
wait ten of few, f*ck it i’m tazzo the general
n*ggas they hate but they pitiful i call up big body jah to get rid of you
[?]
i cannot beef with the lzz yall n*ggas look up to [?]
you come to my block with a glock got a nine with a stick thats gon spark like a match b*tch
tazzo b you know im not no average, make his body go missing like magic
[?] sleep in a cemetary
these n*ggas don’t know about [?] til they get into it like tom & jerry
[?] your big homie dropped ya n*ggas move h*lla scary
[?] talk hot and you getting buried

- ty flex lyrics

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