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allure - fo guala lyrics

[chorus]
up in the bricks gotta stand on ten, stay fifty this sh*t not a game
don’t trust none n*ggas not yo friend, they gon’ stab yo back in the end
n*ggas don’t like i’m shiestyfn, i be flexin on ’em like a gym
g*lock on me i keep that gen, got sticks and drums like i play in the band
i was in a m with a g*band on me when i seen that n*gga that was dissin’ my homie
told bro park the car, i was tryna hawk him down, on bro, lil’ bro got boney
known in my city gotta keep that on me, i ain’t gettin left with my lonely
n*gga ain’t blow his gun he jody, i ain’t trusting n*ggas they be police

[verse 1]
look, i don’t f*ck with n*ggas they be cops
last thing a n*gga want to do is get locked
uh, gotta watch my top
i keep it on me i ain’t tryna box
can’t spin the hood cause the block too hot
opp n*ggas keep missing shots
they ain’t doing sh*t but f*cking up the spot
n*ggas ain’t tryna make sh*t drop
i’m in the pistol pil with some bandits
we got some problems then we gonna handle it
headshot boom make a n*gga vanish
pink tips really do damage
i’m in the pistol pil with some bandits
if you got a problem we gon handle it
headshot boom make a n*gga vanish
pink tips really do damage
[chorus]
up in the bricks gotta stand on ten, stay fifty this sh*t not a game
don’t trust none n*ggas not yo friend, they gon’ stab yo back in the end
n*ggas don’t like i’m shiestyfn, i be flexin on ’em like a gym
g*lock on me i keep that gen, got sticks and drums like i play in the band
i was in a m with a g*band on me when i seen that n*gga that was dissin’ my homie
told bro park the car, i was tryna hawk him down, on bro, lil’ bro got boney
known in my city gotta keep that on me, i ain’t gettin left with my lonely
n*gga ain’t blow his gun he jody, i ain’t trusting n*ggas they be police

[verse 2]
i’m high as h*ll, like i’m in the stars
i’m sleeping like i’m off a bar
spin through here, you won’t make it far
ayy, wild, get up on that car
n*ggas be dissin’, acting really hard
it’s cool though, we gon’ catch ’em off guard
hop out, mmm, i’m like i’m playin’ ball
one headshot, make a n*gga fall
i don’t like ratchet hoes like i’m fancy
got my lil’ b*tch on clam c
i don’t want you twerkin’ in your panties
on the gram, buggin’ out, dancin’
that’s for my eyes and my eyes only
i’m with the guys with my guys only
i ride around, fa*fa*zoom
i ain’t gon’ ba*ba, by my doley
[chorus]
up in the bricks gotta stand on ten, stay fifty this sh*t not a game
don’t trust none n*ggas not yo friend, they gon’ stab yo back in the end
n*ggas don’t like i’m shiestyfn, i be flexin on ’em like a gym
g*lock on me i keep that gen, got sticks and drums like i play in the band
i was in a m with a g*band on me when i seen that n*gga that was dissin’ my homie
told bro park the car, i was tryna hawk him down, on bro, lil’ bro got boney
known in my city gotta keep that on me, i ain’t gettin left with my lonely
n*gga ain’t blow his gun he jody, i ain’t trusting n*ggas they be police

- fo guala lyrics

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