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lirik lagu gloccjaw - kill you off

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[intro: jalen voorhees]
oh, what, lil gloccy, we finna spaz on that hoe
hot, you dig
huh, what, uh

[verse 1: jalen voorhees]
leave it for body lil b~tch i be countin’ these racks and i don’t even want yo hoe
i got my choppa we spinnin’, we spittin’ on gavin
you know that we knock at yo door, like, i got a chop
all on the block, off of your b~tch, yeah, she a thot
she wanna go, i tell her nah
i tell her no, she wanna “blaow”
n~ggas be polo, they cappin’ a lot
keepin’ a g, we trappin’ a lot
so whip up the body, i whip up the pot
n~ggas be chattin’, but who wanna box
like spongebob, b~tch, my leg, hurt
walk up on yo b~tch, let me drench her
off the lean, i be green my head hurt
seen a p~ssy n~gga at spencer’s
spongе out the water, let mе quench my thirst
like a n~gga playin’ cod all we do is sell percs
have a n~gga runnin’ up best believe he get merked
and i’m leaving b~tches crying you can wear his shirt
i smoke all that stanky see me p~ssy n~gga all up
on the block like a janitor, b~tch, it’s janky
get hit with a bat like nate b
[verse 2: gloccjaw]
b~tch it’s envy back with jay
we be smackin’ f~gs on the daily
smokin’ y’all like a pack in the back of a scat pack
and the raps come every day, b~tch, get the f~ck out my mercedes
givin’ all these hoes some young babies
had that motherf~cker with some rum and sucka’s, shake like rabies
call her eminem, cause she slim and shady

[bridge: gloccjaw]
yeah, i rap like this, 16, and i still sag my sh~t
what y’all finna do, i act like this, so act right, b~tch
maybe y’all can have life lived
i just really mack like crip
i got gnac up inside my fridge, b~tch, i’m up back with jalen
what y’all tryna do, b~tch, suck my d~ck

[verse 2: gloccjaw]
everybody know the motherf~ckin, outcome
when envy on the beat, semi on the streets
hemi’s on the streets, motherf~cker like kenny on the 3’s
send em’ on to me, got homies defendin’ all of me
hit him, hit him, hit him, hit him like puffy did to b.i.g
them f~ggots could come sign me
had the motherf~cker hooked up to a ivy, got body parts on me
o’reilly’s got the gang all up right beside me
beat your ass, i’ll do it smiling
you f~ggots can’t rap, so stop rhyming, b~tch
i’m really on that type of timing
you want me that bad, homie, come find me
motherf~ckers just hide right behind trees
and the other just hide and fried please
if i ever heard excuse, that’s one, now find me


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