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Glokk40Spaz - Be A Man [Audio]
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(Hmm) hmm, hmm
Ah (Ah, huh)
You can have her, I don't need her
I got me and I got these Roxies
Back door, kick shit, wasabi (Chapo)
Midnight Blue Maserati
Boy, while I'll beat yo' ass, yeah, I'll cock it
Put 'em on a big screen, "Good Luck Charlie"
Huh, do you want drank or do you want Xans? (Yeah)
We got everything, a lot of dope (Yeah)
Pour a nigga out almost every day (Ay)
I was locked up and I couldn't cry (Cry)
KyKy died and I take the risk so it gon' take time (Yeah, ooh)
Huh, huh
How you mad at me when I ain't the one that got you robbed?
Ha, I told ma, "I'ma do this rap shit," I said, "Fuck that job" (Job)
And I bought a TEC, it came straight from France
Smoke mad runtz, nigga, hola (Uh)
I was drank sipping, I was popping Xans (Drank)
And my mama never think I'd be a man
Hit him in the leg, he'll never walk again, huh
She gon' suck dick, I don't want no hands
She like to get fucked, on the big bed
Living on the edge, I'm in the deep end
Y'all niggas better stop that reaching
So damn high, I can't come down, huh (Uh)
He can't be BL, he a clown (Grr-beat, bleh)
You finna take me back with that progress
Can I take you back to my projects?
And I fuck her good, her pussy so wet (Wet)
And I fuck good, but I don't have sex (Nah)
I slide that up in the projects (Slide)
Send a hundred sixty shots to get them out of here (Grrh)
Put a Ajax on it, come correct
Bet they would never beef on the internet (Nah)
I got felonies, no misdemeanor
Huh, I'm going through a lot and I mean it
And my heart broke, is you gon' fix it? (Nope)
I got love for every gun that I tote
You don't mean nothing to me no more
She don't mean nothing to me, fuck that bull (Nah)
Huh, slaughterhouse, baby, welcome to the slaughterhouse (Beet)
I be fucking hoes, they gettin' put down (Beet)
Police put a stick on me, I get down (Stick)
Label wouldn't sign, but I'm okay now (Huh)
Hate me, but I respect that (Yeah)
She hates me, but let's address that (Hah)
Head down, do you stay there? (There)
Get on the floor nigga, it's a kick door (Door)
And it bang gang, double round drum (Yuh)
It's a fifty on 'em, equal a hundo' (Huh)
She said I'm a lowlife, she think I don't know (Yeah)
I be stopping shit, they got the roll-roll
And I'm walkin' round with the Glock in my damn pockets, sagging, it's a .44 (Ha)
Baby, woah, real damn 'oso (Hey, hey, hey)
Put 'em on a big screen, "Good Luck Charlie"
Huh, do you want drank or do you want Xans?
We got everything, a lot of dope
Pour a nigga out almost every day
I was locked up and I couldn't cry
KyKy died and I take the risk so it gon' take time (Ooh)
Huh, huh
How you mad at me when I ain't the one that got you robbed?
Ha, I told ma, "I'ma do this rap shit," I said, "Fuck that job" (Job)
And I bought a TEC, it came straight from France
Smoke mad runtz, nigga, hola (Uh)
I was drank sipping, I was popping Xans (Drank)
And my mama never think I'd be a man
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