lirik lagu glokk40spaz & osamason - no rules
{chorus:glokk40spaz}
you got a issue, be bout that
you {can?} ask me ’bout that, i’m on {?} b~tch shoot back
you on that {?} baby, come back
i love guns, but that sh~t {?}
you grab my gun, bring it right back, hmm
play wit’ the mob, n~gga got {empty out?} on the clip stick tack
i do xans wit’ {?} n~gga popping out wit’ the f~cking diamond back
you ain’t got no toolie, baby believe i’m the one that’s tryna get ’em wrapped
ain’t no rules in this babylife sh~t, now that n~gga scared to trap
f~ck it, take them n~ggas off the map, hmm
{verse:glokk40spaz}
love b~tch, come get this vampire bite, b~tch wanna live vampire life
handgun, then we pop him {?}, strap no dyk~
sumo locked up, bj locked up, ju.glizz, 25 n~gga made me cry
i ain’t nevеr been scared to die, i just wanna fly
i said “woah gon’ pop, prolly wouldn’t hurt to try”
i’ma go pop another {gango?}, just to start f~cking a riot
you confusеd, b~tch i’m not no liar
b~tch, i’m {?}
money {?}, atl life, {?} if you got f~ckin’ {?}
what you said, n~gga, i ain’t owe no money n~ggas be lying
i was juggin’ that ho, f~ckin’ that b~tch, what a waste of time
{verse:osamason}
pull up, slaying sh~t, by slime
{?} pour me up sum’ mud
{?} wockhardt line
p~ssy n~ggas know how i do
these ho’s {?} sum’ rockstars
flexing expensive chrome hearts
get more racks than a monarch
yeah, h~lla sticks up, h~lla sticks up, yeah
brand new mac~11, keep yo’ lips stuck, yeah
{?} send some shots, you wildin’
{chorus:glokk40spaz}
you {can?} ask me ’bout that, i’m on {?} b~tch shoot back
you on that {?} baby, come back
i love guns, but that sh~t {?}
you grab my gun, bring it right back, hmm
play wit’ the mob, {?} n~gga got {empty out?} on the clip stick tack
i do xans wit’ {?} n~gga popping out wit’ the f~cking diamond back
you ain’t got no toolie, baby believe i’m the one that’s tryna get ’em wrapped
ain’t no rules in this babylife sh~t, now that n~gga scared to trap
f~ck it, take them n~ggas off the map
{verse 2: osamason}
she like, “what you doin’?”
i was count up, flexin’
b~tch ass n~ggas, uh, man i cannot stress it
still a real {?}
feds on my ass, yeah
do that sh~t too fast, yeah
i can’t count my laps, yeah
do a hood down dash, yeah
shooter {?} back, yeah
tats on my {?}, yeah
tats on my abs, yeah
these n~ggas mad, yeah
i don’t even {?}
you can never {?}, yeah
some of these n~ggas dying
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