quail glock war wit us (feat. marlo mari) şarkı sözleri

Ain't no war with us, you niggas ain't fuckin' with us Fully chop a nigga down, let the corner block some more You don't want no smoke, nigga, bitches turf in the city Big 40 to your face, burn your ass with the Simi Ain't no war with us, you niggas ain't fuckin' with us Fully chop a nigga down, let the corner block some more You don't want no smoke, nigga, bitches turf in the city Big 40 to your face, burn your ass with the Simi Niggas ain't no killers like us, my younger active got his bodies up Niggas droppin' shit in my section, so put your choppers up Dollars up, nigga, drop a bag on your head, we gon' come collect Nigga, feel your body full of lead, nigga, fully ARs Glock 40, FN Rugals, Rufus runnin' through your door Stand over you before I shoot you, bouncin' off Chasin' niggas down, aimin' with the chopper Tryna put some niggas up, bitch, I put that on the Bible All rifles, no glocks, when we slidin' down blocks Glocks can't fit on all the way, cause the wrench full of rocks 40 shots'll break a nigga down, fold a nigga up Like I told you once before, you don't want no smoke with us Ain't no war with us, you niggas ain't fuckin' with us 40 chop a nigga down, let the corner block some more You don't want no smoke, nigga, bitches turf in the city Big 40 to your face, burn your ass with the Simi Ain't no war with us, you niggas ain't fuckin' with us 40 chop a nigga down, let the corner block some more You don't want no smoke, nigga, bitches turf in the city Big 40 to your face, burn your ass with the Simi One lil' ho me on, all it take is a car to get Lil Woody gone Niggas talkin' like they wanted with us, then get turned to smoke I pack in the air, another one that caught the Holy Ghost We flamin' shit and y'all be claimin' that niggas Pinocchio Name a time somebody played and I wasn't bustin' it back Armpit action, head on swivel while it juts in the strap Glock 17, three-beamin' switches like a Jetson or Mack Can't outrun these machine guns, tearin' through flesh in his back Keep this bleakie on repeat, I'll show you it's a glitch Play pussy and get fucked, I'll show you it's a bitch Got what I want, you tryin' to tax, I'ma show you it's a lick Play tough and don't give it up, bet your four shirts be sayin' rip Ain't no war with us, you niggas ain't fuckin' with us Fully shop a nigga, damn, let the corner box him up Yo won't on smoke, nigga, bitches, turn up in the city Big 40 to yo face, burn yo ass with the semi Ain't no war with us, you niggas ain't fuckin' with us Fully shop a nigga, damn, let the corner box him up Yo won't on smoke, nigga, bitches, turn up in the city Big 40 to yo face, burn yo ass with the semi Ain't no war with us, you niggas ain't fuckin' with us Fully shop a nigga, damn, let the corner box him up Yo won't on smoke, nigga, bitches, turn up in the city Big 40 to yo face, burn yo ass with the semi Ain't no war with us, you niggas ain't fuckin' with us Fully shop a nigga, damn, let the corner box him up Yo won't on smoke, nigga, bitches, turn up in the city Big 40 to yo face, burn yo ass with the semi
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