lirik lagu glokk40spaz - who don't love money?
[intro]
ay, chapo
uh, uh, yeah
vampire, dead [?]
we ain’t worried ’bout n0body, we got sticks when walk out
rock out
[chorus]
we ain’t worried ’bout n0body, we got sticks when walk out
this sh~t get wicked, i psych out
[?] that ra~ra, he piped down
yeah, he get gunned down
[?] know i got vampire rounds
[?] know i spray whole hundred rounds
[?] hit that boy with the fourth pound
[?] weigh like four pounds
don’t play with the mob, we around town
jugging whatever, yeah i’m gon’ cave with my mans forever
i had a pop out with a lil’ glock today, but tommorrow i’ll do better
play with the mob, pluck him like a feather
[verse]
woah charged his ass, all you heard was gun sounds
if they play with us, i take the extra mile
ain’t no love ’bout it in that dog pound
if they play with us, they get blammed up
everybody know she a known hoe
backing up the proof, i done had [?]
i ain’t never gave a f~ck about [?]
know i got mexican shooters like cholo
once he down, i go call kilo
we send the blitz, down the telegram
i’m the type to walk a f~cking beaver dam
got my own money, don’t need helping hands
i was robbing sh~t, how i came up, man
got it by myself, i was bread~fed
y’all got due dates, just like an old head
[?] gotta fit it in the drum
[?] like an air force one
man, these n~ggas never talking ’bout nun
i ain’t going out got trust in this gun
[?]
[?] hit his ass in the stomach
i pulled the drac’ out and i got them boys running from me
huh, n~gga came from nun, made a way like harriet tubman
that n~gga ain’t on sh~t, get a plunger
[?] on go
who don’t love money?
i’ma do that job, give a f~ck if it’s sunny
[?] did that boy bad
look at the size of the clip, it’s a whole 30 mag
flip your monday, walk out the court and i laugh
baby life, spaz, like gun play, n~gga i’m on his ass
did the boy bad, i don’t feel bad
every time i go to the bank, n~gga i just laugh
[bridge]
who don’t love money?
who don’t love money?
[?] on go
[chorus]
we ain’t worried ’bout n0body, we got sticks when walk out
this sh~t get wicked, i psych out
[?] that ra~ra, he piped down
yeah, he get gunned down
[?] know i got vampire rounds
[?] know i spray whole hundred rounds
[?] hit that boy with the fourth pound
[?] weigh like four pounds
don’t play with the mob, we around town
jugging whatever, yeah i’m gon’ cave with my mans forever
i had a pop out with a lil’ glock today, but tommorrow i’ll do better
play with the mob, pluck him like a feather
[outro]
who don’t love money?
who don’t love money?
who don’t love money?
who don’t love money?
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