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n.a.lh. - glockboyz teejaee lyrics

[intro]
yeah
these hoes act like—
glockboyz, n*gga

[chorus]
these hoes act like n*ggas, n*ggas act like hoes
i put my heart inside my lean and that sh*t kept it cold
what i done dealt inside these streets, sh*t, only god knows
twenty ‘bows fresh from off the plane, we sellin’ prime tote
big dog inside these f*ckin’ streets, these n*ggas pups (these n*ggas pups)
i’m like a rottweiler, these lil’ n*ggas mutts (yeah)
go and ask about me, i’vе been tryna catch a body
yeah, my mama thought that we was hoopin’, we was rеally robbin’

[verse 1]
that bankroll, it’s all blue, but my ho, she lightskin
she like, “how the f*ck you run your bankroll up?” i’m locked in
she actin’ like that she the one, she ain’t even in my top 10
it’s summertime, it’s time to turn this sh*t back up, let’s get it in
i threw a party on the block, i told your ho to bring her friends
nowadays, this black truck, we used to pack up in a van
who would i be if i ain’t looked out for my fam’ with my advance?
she almost let me f*ck one time, i tried to do that sh*t again, yeah (i tried to do that sh*t again, n*gga)
yeah
she almost let me hit last time, i tried to run it back again
thought i retired from the game, i’m playin’ “run it back again”
she was actin’ stingy, so i had to f*ck her cousin and her friend, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
these hoes act like n*ggas, n*ggas act like hoes
i put my heart inside my lean and that sh*t kept it cold
what i done dealt inside these streets, sh*t, only god knows
twenty ‘bows fresh from off the plane, we sellin’ prime tote
big dog inside these f*ckin’ streets, these n*ggas pups (these n*ggas pups)
i’m like a rottweiler, these lil’ n*ggas mutts (lil’ n*gga)
go and ask about me, i’ve been tryna catch a body
yeah, my mama thought that we was hoopin’, we was really robbin’ (i’m really robbin’)

[verse 2]
that rap sh*t’ll never change me, i’m still posted in the hood
my whole life who you ridin’ with? i got this chopper with the wood
my n*ggas g*ngb*ng, they’ll leave your ass in blood (yeah)
you know i’m with the gang gang, we’ll take your chain and sh*t for fun, boy
this ten milli’ that i’m rockin’ can’t fit in my pocket
you can’t f*ck that ho for free, she charging like a socket (boy)
you gon’ be mad as h*ll, this bullet hit your f*ckin’ noggin (baow)
real dime, i come around, just quit that f*ckin’ talkin’ (f*ckin’ talkin’)
don’t do no f*ckin’ talkin’ (yeah)
my dog love the street jumpers, his ass like james harden
you see them gangsters in this b*tch? don’t die inside the party
my n*gga horse be bugged out, he wanna k!ll somebody (tryna k!ll somebody)

[chorus]
these hoes act like n*ggas, n*ggas act like hoes
i put my heart inside my lean and that sh*t kept it cold
what i done dealt inside these streets, sh*t, only god knows
twenty ‘bows fresh from off the plane, we sellin’ prime tote (boy)
big dog inside these f*ckin’ streets, these n*ggas pups (these n*ggas pups)
i’m like a rottweiler, these lil’ n*ggas mutts (yeah)
go and ask about me, i’ve been tryna catch a body
yeah, my mama thought that we was hoopin’, we was really robbin’ (we was really robbin’)

- glockboyz teejaee lyrics

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