La Familia

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Glokk40Spaz - Electronic, Rap

La Familia

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[Intro] No I ain't hangin' with no rap nigga, No i can't feel it All these Xans do is give me different type of feelings I ain't playing to pop at that Lil boy that nigga just trippin I pull out the rod make them niggas go fishin I fuck with lil bruh im just keeping my distance I took time out to show you─ (DJ GREN8DE) [Verse] No I ain't hangin' with no rap nigga, No i can't feel it All these Xans do is give me different type of feelings I ain't playing to pop at that Lil boy that nigga just trippin I pull out the rod make them niggas go fishin I fuck with lil bruh im just keeping my distance I took time out to show you love, Baby you ain't get it Hunnid slugs comin out the Glock nigga ain't gon miss Sometimes just wanna throw the wock out, pour the tris up till i pass out Hmm, I fell in love with a bit' that wasn't for me The thing that we did between me and you Everything that we did stay between you and me Hmm, Im applying prеssure with that bitch, yeah Im just finna find out wherе that nigga live Im on demon time, you can look in my eyes Im on demon time Young nigga pullin that Glock out, he rock out, he ready to go 2 love 2 da mob, still ain't dropping no Lo I fuck different bitches ain't claimin that hoe, oh (Hmm, hm) I just poured this 4, oh (Hmm, hm) Can't get locked no more, oh (Hmm, hm) Fell in love with a drum got the scope Strip that boy naked pockets on no cho's His pockets they naked, nigga need a coat Passing that hoe to the gang she a boat My Partna be thuggin with that Double-O Shooting at that boy if he play with my whoa If yeen BabyLife or Mobb, Nigga stay the fuck away from me Stingy when I got that stick, karate kickin with that blick Put extensions on my trip, Hrrtl Put extensions on my bitch, Huh I gotta AR they locked me up for hijacking 17 bands on my bond get a backend I ain't do shit what happen Pussy-ah nigga just stop all-at aggin, huh Bitch you stop stalking my page for I have the hoe beat yo ass tragic Pop 'out in Miami nigga we could meet pop out with that heat do you just like dragon You can't talk over me nigga this ain sweet put this on the mobb, nigga you can't have it Double down Glock hangin' out my jeans pull that bitch out promise I'm gon pop it Diamonds in my teeth nigga watch me gleam nigga watch me sheen, nigga charlie sheen Fuck what you seen pullin out that beam 2 gun sounds make em live that dream Diamond back stick pop out just like cream This ain't make-believe nigga we gon' eat Hmm, I done did pills that I knew wouldn't good for me I done been fucked up lost my mind happens all the time, nigga this on me I done hit licks that I knew was gon fall back all on me Did about 6 months in rice street, 2nd month in that bit' turnt 18 When I get up off house arrest I turn up follies I give her a bean just so she could party Yeen never had no king, baby girl I'm sorry Bitch I'ma Playboy, treat me like I'm Carti Get back cause I know you weren't La Familia Different day new bag, I'm shop at Neiman's Open yo legs, baby girl I need it Pass me that Glock you don't know how bad a nigga might need it

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  • Glokk40Spaz