Testimony

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Big Flock - Rap

Testimony

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[Verse 1: Big Flock] I keep having dreams about a young nigga soul snatching I keep hearing voices saying Glocka nigga no crashing Bitch I'm in the field like I'm Bo Jackson  Nigga run up on me then my pole blasting  My mama sick of me I'm in and out of prison Daddy said son you need a clearer vision  I told them I'm just looking for my nearest victim  Just to live aight, you got to make decisions A nigga purping then my GB's got to kill them Glicks all in the air ain't shooting at the ceiling So I'm robbing all the plugs for there weed Cause a nigga got a family to feed Pills be pumping like the jam of the week  Got a baby choppa under the seat Niggas only seeing gold when I when speak AR on me got airholes so it breath I'm a reaper cooking souls when I eat YSL on the souls of my feet Got a dog and it don't come with a leesh Bitch I'm coming with a pole and a beam Glick Boyz niggas know thats Gang Diddy Gang know we toting them things Pop a perc and I ain't feeling the same Pop my glizzy now I'm seeing your brain  Always keep my glick and thats on the deem Keep me oxycontin' when I lean A young nigga that's looking for an altercation Stay up out the streets ain't got no ultimatum Bullets coming for a nigga like a hot potato Glizzy call a nigga like operater Told my mama I'm gone buy her ass a crib and a boat And surrounding the crib I'm have to dig her a moat Told my baby mama better get her act together  Before chasing your ass Im a be chasing the dough  Gotta pay a couple bands that's what I'm taking a show With this shit thats in the car, I'm going straight up coast If a nigga getting caught with this shit up in the whip I'm going straight up the road  And soon as a nigga get up there I'm a get a celly I don't pay for the phone Told my niggas that's out here, ain't got to worry junkies they gone pay for the coke Take my daughter anywhere that she want Take my nigga avenue out the oaks Keep my pistol like I'm not on parole  And Goonew always with me geeking trynna find him some smoke It's more to the world that my eyes could see C. Diddy died I cried til my eyes could bleed I can't sleep unless that choppa is beside me Take it anywhere no need to remind me Choppa sparking out the window it blind me And a nigga keep it silent just like a mime be My brothers always with me just like a siamese  My niggas hit the block just like we Chinese  Andrew manor 187 if you ever need me

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  • Big Flock