3rd World

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Glokk40Spaz - Rap

3rd World

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Duration: 2:26

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[Intro] Woah, yeah, yeah (GF, yeah) We smoke— loud, nigga, I be higher than a halo (Chapo) Ten letter Mobb [Chorus] We smoke so much loud, nigga, I be higher than airplane (Airplane) I would've been there for you and you picked him, that shit lame (Lame) Ain't know if I want a took now, want a bust down, want a plain jane (Bust down) Don't say nothing to me, I'm goin' up now, I don't even wanna hear names Grew up in the projects, I know some junkies on crack fuckin' cocaine When you haven't had a stick, you ain't get no money, nigga lose your brain You a sucker, I ain't never thought I'd bе the one to take a chain [Verse] Huh, I'm gunnin', huh, ain't worriеd 'bout a lil' nigga, he ain't got aim These niggas broke as fuck, but they judge just more than Judy (Broke as fuck) I'm pissed off on a phone call, boy, stop all that cappin', you knew me How me and my brother walk outside? How? These niggas scared, don't come outside, ha I used to chop they ass, don't come outside My bitch say, "You need to do somethin' with yourself," I just wanna get high We chop they block up with them thirties, we catch they ass when they ride Had them big-ass Michael Dracs, when they come out, Jackson 5 Yeah, I handle my business Huh, yeah, lil' Glokk tote pistols Huh, caught that boy, he pissy Huh, and I know he can't shoot, Ben Simmons When I was locked up, got my woe a knife, yeah, for Christmas Mafioso, let's go drill All your partners 'round you be some yes men I'm strapped up and I'm walkin' 'round with them dead men Ooh, ready to slide, when y'all niggas ready to slide? Ayy, let's do our homework on them pussy-ass niggas, let's take our time Uh, nigga keep on playin' with this shit, we chop his fam, Michael Myers In the stu', really with that glizzy Huh, we can slide any day you want, but I'd rather get shot in the rain Pillowcase on the stick, aim Huh, I was down bad, tell 'em plain jane Free Sumo, we'd rob everything Huh, knock his ass off with no stain Nigga get hella money, now they wanna hang Huh, they don't know, but they still wanna hang Baby solid gotta work, vampire vain And yeah, everything really tryna change Huh, yeah, you ain't take nothin' from me, nigga, that's a no go 76 mafioso I sent two letters to let you know (Two of 'em) I let this bitch blow, you not brave [Chorus] We smoke so much loud, nigga, I be higher than airplane (Airplane) I would've been there for you and you picked him, that shit lame (Lame) Ain't know if I want a took now, want a bust down, want a plain jane (Bust down) Don't say nothing to me, I'm goin' up now, I don't even wanna hear names Grew up in the projects, I know some junkies on crack fuckin' cocaine When you haven't had a stick, you ain't get no money, nigga lose your brain You a sucker, I ain't never thought I'd be the one to take a chain

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  • Glokk40Spaz
  • Al Chapo