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lirik lagu glockstars – 10 by 2

what even is glockstars bro? (yeah)
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we been playin’ in the field where the dawgs are
spittin’ crazy bars but that ain’t gotta mean we locked up
rappers go all lit upon the stage like they be rockstars
and when they tough behind the trigger they be glockstars
uh, me and flanga run this city we be blockstars
treat a broski differently if they not ours
it be fun and games until you lose then you gon’ flop hard
run up on a hater if they say our music’s not hard
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really played into my thoughts, heart broke like im depressed
pack the vengence to your face, ain’t you order express?
paper route, the chosen child, it’s ready, steady, flex
i’m really locked in with the boys but i ain’t put no h on s
stay put on my path, steady walkin’ to success
we be from dot*to*dot but in yo’ mind that ain’t connect
sneaker shoppin’ in my closet, ball out like complex
went from nerdin’ out to swaggin’, now i’m spazzin’ over tracks
red dot, green money, colourblind dreamin’
waitin for the come*up, couple wins we finna fiendin’
lookin’ for my time to shine, but i’ve already been him
‘lotta thoughts go through my mind, battlin’ ’em demons
ballin’ wit’ the flu, like mj who?, crossed with the euro
think i caught the woo, up in the stu i’m spittin’ truth though
dior just came through, doin’ kung fu like dan larusso
waitin’ for yo’ cue, backed by yo’ crew, played him like cluedo
if you snooze though, i’ll come and take yo’ spot
imaginary paper bills, d*mn i got alot
hierarchy of needs, already reached the top
i just turnt’ a city, i’m the, star of this block
heard some nerds say they hard as me, i’m goated stop the arguin’
done with this rapper capper beef, i’m sn*tchin’ crowns so call me king
everyone recording me, on the mic that’s really all of me
y’all ain’t even crowned the king, a throne is really all i need
and now i’m steady bubblin’ up, and we been messin’ ’round alot just for fun
you told me once was enough, i did it twice just for luck
devil callin’ my phone, i finna leave him on hold
always focused on me, swear i turned to ice cold
or like a frozen pizza base ’cause i’m still after the dough
and look that ain’t no joke, y’all can’t surf on my flow (for real)
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race to glory go slow, but stay steady on yo’ flow
if the paper don’t fold, then your problems are bold
on that block that you strolled, stick around you get poled
ain’t no beef gets resolved if you ain’t prove that you bold
got some haters better flex on ’em, got a name put some respect on it
down below i best check on ’em, pray for times i get racks on end
new chain cuban links on it, rappin’ lines kinda switched on ’em
agitation got me stuntin’, now i’m out tryna rap somethin’
seen bad bros play bad, ain’t got non’ to show
then they get decent, and feel like they the goat
how you talkin’ ‘for you walkin’, i’m laughin’ ’cause it’s a joke
agony or arrogance, which one shall i provoke
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we been playin’ in the field that’s where the dawgs are
spittin’ crazy bars but that ain’t gotta mean we locked up
rappers go all lit upon the stage like they be rockstars (uh)
and when they tough behind the trigger they be glockstars
uh, me and dior run this city we be blockstars
treat a broski differently if they not ours
it be fun and games until you lose then you gon’ flop hard
run up on that hater if they say our music’s not hard
shut up hudson
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maybe, maybe not (not), maybe, maybe not (not)
maybe, maybe not (not), maybe, maybe not (not)
maybe, maybe not (not), hit ’em wit’ dat dot
everyone’s an opp if you stay put on this block
no hands on this glock, like i’m waka flocka flame
i gave my heart and both my arteries to stay put in this game
i ice the diamonds on my, uh, turn my necklace to a chain
turn my arrogance to elegance, the crew into the gang
(turn the crew into the what?)
turn the crew into the gang
i’ll have a go at yo’ favourite, you just give me the name
is it k. dot kenny, kanye, drizzy drake, maybe jermaine
if you ready for the problems then you ready for the pain, cause it’s a (game)
to be searchin’ for that fame, you said that it was easy, why the h*ll you act so lame?
bumble bee or buzzer beater, either way i’m still gon’ stang
neither way you gon’ be blamed, either way you gon’ be flamed
everybody for when the lights beam, but forget the ice cream
that awaits for crowned kings, with iced rings
i got five fingers count like lightnin’, but i’m more like spike lee
i do the right thing, all behind scenes, yo
shut the f*ck up hudson (haha, haha)

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