Free 2glocks

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Koby hop out with Smitty
No jay gon face him with a drac'
Banana clip inside the K and bang this bitch in broad day
Niggas better keep they wig on cause we aiming for your lace
I got them switches on the way
Promise a nigga wont play
Swap the smitty for a forty
I work this bitch without a switch
That bitch be sounding like a rifle
Squeeze this bitch until it click
We back shit up all in traffic
Catch a opp and face that bitch
Turn a rental to a hottie
I'm out the window that K gon spit
I ain't never had no pick so why the fuck you trying to play
Hit and chief this Cali bud
Two two three straight to the face
Can't duck a switch get out the way

Can't throw a slang I know it's gay
Ho' I'm gangsta as a bitch
Can't name a nigga ever tip
Five-five sixes in the clip but fuck with traplord for a zip
He ain't use it so I bucked it know I'm shiesty as a bitch
Put that Wockhardt in a backwood but I still reverse the clip
Ain't got no picks say I'm too gangsta bitch you motherfucking right
Don't stop the car I'm hopping out
Give me the drop I'm coming slide
Niggas gangster on the gram but in real life them niggas hiding
And imma get back free lil' tweety if that Glock stay by my side
Last time I fronted some weed I took a loss man that shit dead
I fuck with crips that be on sixties
Mama I'm gangsta I ain't scared
My Lil hottie get the drop it's time to slide we Poppin out
I can't shout you in my song if I ain't see you clutch a Glock
And you pussy, you got picks, you got some hoe tendencies
We got biscotti like its bubba what the fuck is ten a g
Niggas like to throw a slang and then go hide behind a tree
I know a youngin from that wood so how the fuck you run from me
I know niggas that had A's in high school but be sliding
Most these gangster niggas rats
I ain't fucking with that time
Might deliver jay a switch I know he nasty with that nine
And I ain't never had a pick and I can merch it on the guys

Like free two Glocks
Koby hop out with the Smitty
No jay gon face him with a drac
Banana clip inside the K and bang this bitch in broad day
Niggas better keep they wig on cause we aiming for your lace
I got them switches on the way
Promise a nigga won't play

No matter if he got a drac bitch I ain't running with a stick
Let off that we spin they block
Come back around make sure he hit
How you a gangsta late at night you just pillow talk for a bitch
A one-man army by myself you know imma let off that switch
I chased him down feel like a block hit him up top he in a ditch
Niggas vouching check your paperwork you know yo' dawg a snitch
How you a killa had a thirty but you only let off six
And when its beef no outta bounds you bet not let me catch your sis
I ain't no cornerback so best believe bitch I ain't got no picks
Creeping in your section with my weapon just me and my stick
And if I catch you outta bounds Lil bitch your momma gon' be sick
And don't mistake for no pussy you gon' get hit in ya' shit

Don't hang out windows hawk shit down
Let off that went through his back
His potna' screaming Ricky
Turnt his hoe ass to a pack
His potna' dead ain't coming back
That's on your back you bet not lack
Pull onside him let off fifty
Watch his head jump through the glass
That four-five toss that bitch jay
Cause if he catch you that's your ass
Park the car I'm hopping out cause lilg made me flip the mag
Snuck up on a white man
He ain't wanna blow I bust his ass
And bitch I still be in that wood
Just hit my line you want some gas

Snuck in Ks bullets flying them bitches coming at your house
Give my lil brother the drop and he coming scope you out
We ain't never going broke
We sellin packs up in the drought
Know its dangerous round this way
But I'm still taking that route
Keep on dissing on that gang I swear its up there like a kite
Keep on talking on the net watch how I take your fucking life
Pouring fours up in the sprite
Know we been clutching on Ks
Bullets hit him in his chest
I was trying to break his face

Thats that gas that's in my lungs
I passed it to my fucking mans
He up the blick I let it blow I'm trying to catch a fucking hat
We spin a bin' we got a hat
Man what you on we selling packs
Say lil Judah out his mind he trying to catch a fucking hat
Then them pussy niggas reppin and I jacked him out his glock
Yea I told that bitch come get it back you know I'm sending shots
Shoutout to the twins they trying to up the score for real
Yea one-hundred in the glock
Yea we trying to get a fucking kill
Then them pussy niggas put me in they groupchat yea they shit
And them niggas from that plate you know I'm finna' fucking blitz
And that nigga from that four you know he pussy as a bitch
Nigga mad at me about a bitch you know I'm slanging sticks

And its a rat inside that Op and if I catch him that's his ass
Next time I go to the Cro I'm leaving dreads all on the glass
Send a gutta' hoe to smush him I ain't gotta wipe my hands
And I don't care if you my people I'll still bust your ass
Trade that ruger for a smitty Jaydaraw then got me right
Then turn that nine back to a forty put that bitch inside his life
Joce my nigga I'm still stepping
Ran it up nigga ain't check me
Put that bitch on you in any situation like a blessing
Step on you and do my time and never have to ask a question
You want a hollow or a zombie tip man fuck it you could guess it
And I been lurking all they drops I'm just hoping a nigga test me
And I'm surrounded by trappers, killers and niggas who arrested

Like free two glocks
Koby hop out with the smitty
No jay gon face him with a drac
Banana clip inside the K and bang this bitch in broad day
Niggas better keep they wig on cause we aiming for your lace
I got them switches on the way
Promise a nigga won't play

Say lilg you clear the back and you know I got the front
If I see a opp I swear to god imma let them shots off
Hold on knock his shit off
Nigga know what I'm on
When I catch him imma send them bitches right into his fucking dome
Yea I'm trying to slide lil nigga
Them niggas gon die lil nigga
Them niggas not outside lil nigga
So I guess they hiding nigga
What you trying to do laa matt
Yea I'm trying to get him whacked
Fuck it I want your shooter nigga
What you wanna do lil nigga
Still got love for them dirty pistols
Yea them bitches too official
Ask the fucking last nigga
I put him on his ass nigga
Shoulda did him bad nigga
But he ran too fast nigga
Hold on I did that bad nigga
Yea I'm on they ass nigga
I don't give a fuck you can't get no pass
Nigga know wassam with me
Swear to god I'm gon' spazz out
Nigga know I'm gon' crash out
Leave a nigga assed out
Leave yo' fucking mouth wide
Tell yo' potna' come get yo' shakeback
Send them six twos where yo' face at
Nigga know what I'm on yellow tape that's where he was nigga
I don't give a fuck lil nigga
Popped him and we got the fuck lil nigga



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