Twin Glocks and a Spoety Face, Henny no kinda chase
We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckers last night
Did the last nigga who tried to take my place
But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckas last night
Body for body nigga, it's shells for many men
Play if your wan't loc, these pistols is never bent
Hell on earth, then the bodies is heaven sent
Terrace Ave on a bitch nigga, funerals, evidence
The fades they turn me off, im horny to blast a nigga
Ask the last nigga how we gassed the last nigga
For the fully i switch it up, never i hesitate
Fuck with my spoety niggas, the funk reciprocate (nigga)
Keep the blam tucked just in case a nigga act up
Niggas better back up before they get clapped up
Masked up, two Glocks inside the G-whip
"I dont know that nigga! Hell naw, i ain't see shit!"
I ain't tripping on the funk, niggas used to that
Spin they block hot, now they tryin' get they shooter back
And I ain't tripping on the funk, niggas used to that
Spin they block hot, now they tryin' get they shooter back
Twin Glocks and a Spoety Face, Henny no kinda chase
We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckers last night
Did the last nigga who tried to take my place
But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckas last night
Four Duece banging, curl my fingers, that one nine (SOS)
Old nigga, lookin' like he with that one time
Fuck nigga, talkin on the set im buck mines
All heads turnin', catch a joint from that South Side
Got the drop on little bud, Terrrace Ave with a kill switch
Got shot, fuck the feds street know i ain't spill shit
Still in the game, cuz homie i ain't no scared bitch
Fuck all that cuz this S O S crip
I'm in the cut, like Hendawg, im fixing to shoot somethin
A stock clip to making music i dont need no drum
We took some trips and why yall playing like yall toating guns
Terrace Ave mover, Oxnard, Im a Avey son
And niggas playing two sides but we ain't goin for it
Tell them niggas that's losing look on the score board
And niggas playing two sides but we ain't goin for it
Tell them niggas that's losing look on the score board
Twin Glocks and a Spoety Face, Henny no kinda chase
We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckers last night
Did the last nigga who tried to take my place
But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckas last night
We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckers last night
Did the last nigga who tried to take my place
But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckas last night
Body for body nigga, it's shells for many men
Play if your wan't loc, these pistols is never bent
Hell on earth, then the bodies is heaven sent
Terrace Ave on a bitch nigga, funerals, evidence
The fades they turn me off, im horny to blast a nigga
Ask the last nigga how we gassed the last nigga
For the fully i switch it up, never i hesitate
Fuck with my spoety niggas, the funk reciprocate (nigga)
Keep the blam tucked just in case a nigga act up
Niggas better back up before they get clapped up
Masked up, two Glocks inside the G-whip
"I dont know that nigga! Hell naw, i ain't see shit!"
I ain't tripping on the funk, niggas used to that
Spin they block hot, now they tryin' get they shooter back
And I ain't tripping on the funk, niggas used to that
Spin they block hot, now they tryin' get they shooter back
Twin Glocks and a Spoety Face, Henny no kinda chase
We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckers last night
Did the last nigga who tried to take my place
But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckas last night
Four Duece banging, curl my fingers, that one nine (SOS)
Old nigga, lookin' like he with that one time
Fuck nigga, talkin on the set im buck mines
All heads turnin', catch a joint from that South Side
Got the drop on little bud, Terrrace Ave with a kill switch
Got shot, fuck the feds street know i ain't spill shit
Still in the game, cuz homie i ain't no scared bitch
Fuck all that cuz this S O S crip
I'm in the cut, like Hendawg, im fixing to shoot somethin
A stock clip to making music i dont need no drum
We took some trips and why yall playing like yall toating guns
Terrace Ave mover, Oxnard, Im a Avey son
And niggas playing two sides but we ain't goin for it
Tell them niggas that's losing look on the score board
And niggas playing two sides but we ain't goin for it
Tell them niggas that's losing look on the score board
Twin Glocks and a Spoety Face, Henny no kinda chase
We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckers last night
Did the last nigga who tried to take my place
But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face
Aye these bitches better act right
We just shot it out with suckas last night
( SlumpBoyz )
www.ChordsAZ.com