Pop Rocks (G-Lock)

Lyrics
[Intro] Uh Yeah I really ride with 100's and them beams and them 30's niggas know, uh, yea [Verse 1] Bro just called me, Yea he killed a opp, that's a high five Now him and his dead man connected like they Wi-Fi I get my step on, Malbury, Yea I shoot em' in his head his t-shirt red, strawberry Uh, Uh I just got a Glock hold 100, let me know if you want it Add a switch to make it shoot rapid, just tap it,uh You the reason that ya man gone, niggas turnt up, you the reason for that headstone Heard some niggas out here tryna do me, tryna end my movie Got some niggas mad, cause they main bitches, listen to me Rap saved niggas fore' rap my life was like a movie, 2016 Saint Laurent, mix match it with the Louis Headshot have his shit inflated, he look like he Stewie 3 headshots, his dreads on fire, now they hot fries Chef with the Hot, cook a nigga now he deep fried 2 shooters, on different sides, he get a peace sign Sittin' on a nigga crib, put that ass on recline, press a button, paint em red, like he the decline Got a beam and a 50 [Verse 2] Hit a nigga with the Pap, I'm first to up it if he reachin' Bitch got a smart mouth, her ass fat and she Rican But " No Habla Inglés" yea my bitch don't do no speaking' These niggas they'll hate you over pussy, yea they shot out I don't do the Smiths but I will bring them Glocks out If we shoot ya crib 100 times I guess that shit a hot house We the reason that these pussy niggas run and scatted, we the reason why these pussy niggas gettin' tatted
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- GG (USA)