lirik lagu bunna (can), tim neat, j neat & 44 hunna - my glock
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[chorus: bunna]
boy my glock come with a switch
my glock come with n~gga behind who hungry, don’t let him make you his dish
why would you think that we’re buddies, i friend n~ggas up then i take ’em down for the ricks
two 22s right now, boy don’t let me slam it, that’s how i come for your wrist
my young n~ggas on cotch tryna pepper a l!ck, i let dude handle the fifth
handle the work in the trap, i handle the kick on a 10 milli’ bustin’ his wrist
n~ggas straight cap in their raps, who did you run down? kid you weigh more than the whips
people here gun sounds, all my dogs come ’round, n~ggas get gunned down, even their lyfts
[verse 1: bunna]
so he think he him, bend up on his strip
bet he get gunned down, even with his b~tch
i get the drop, n~ggas die, you know how for the dogs, i don’t say what i did
you could look me in my eyes, i don’t have no morals, i’ll come and shoot up where you live
my last you n~gga move b~tch, got benched so quick, my new young n~gga bend rips
[verse 2: j neat]
i hit the switchy, he tried to run but a n~gga ain’t ricky
i’m in the cut and i’m boppin’ with fifty
bag on his head, i’m collectin’ the rickies
jump out the car and i’m cool with the [?]
feel like lebron how i dunk in the lane
got real close, put one in his brain
he got hit in his leg, his chest, his neck, that n~gga ain’t walkin’ the same
i keep a stick, i ain’t talkin’ a cane
all of the drills i got to my name
ride with the fully or ride with the k
[verse 3: tim neat]
got hit with the switch and the b~tton start tappin’ his m~ffin
that n~gga start runnin’ and tumblin’
got dracos and ladders, and we get to bumpin’
and i’m shootin’ that b~tch, you’re not bangin’ in public
and i don’t do the fists and i don’t do the tusslin’
he started trippin’ when the k!llers started comin’
don’t got no bodies, not even a bunskin
g21, know you heard about duncan
cl!ck, cl!ck, when i finish dumpin’
he in the crowd then we clearin’ the function
send out the blitz now they playin’ the trumpet
start hittin’ his body, that boy started krumpin’
step in the trap, start servin’ the buckets
[verse 4: 44 hunna]
how you heard about hunna, i was trappin’ for days
f~ck around n~gga get left on the res’
walk sh~t down, all i’m seein’ is red
i’ll do this sh~t sober, i don’t need no meds
tweak with the gang got the g19 with a bopper, you know that we leavin’ sh~t dead
these n~ggas don’t know ’bout hittin’ the strip, i was lookin’ for fiends, i was lookin’ for heads
phone call i’m up on the way, broski he walk ’round with a b~tton and he tryna go right straight to the lane
ain’t no cap up in my raps, you really wanna know go search up my name
you know we really let sh~t rip, yeah for the bros we puttin’ in pain
[chorus: bunna]
boy my glock come with a switch
my glock come with n~gga behind who hungry, don’t let him make you his dish
why would you think that we’re buddies, i friend n~ggas up then i take ’em down for the ricks
two 22s right now, boy don’t let me slam it, that’s how i come for your wrist
my young n~ggas on cotch tryna pepper a l!ck, i let dude handle the fifth
handle the work in the trap, i handle the kick on a 10 milli’ bustin’ his wrist
n~ggas straight cap in their raps, who did you run down? kid you weigh more than the whips
people here gun sounds, all my dogs come ’round, n~ggas get gunned down, even their lyfts
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