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lirik lagu glocc wit a sticc – sleepy hallow

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[chorus: sleepy hallow]
i get the drop and it’s lit
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick
this sauce i be pouring, i ball like i’m jordan
my shooters pull up and it’s cl!ck
my shooters pull up and they shoot sh*t
i get the drop and it’s lit
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick
this sauce i be pouring, i ball like i’m jordan
my shooters pull up and it’s cl!ck
my shooters pull up and they shoot sh*t
i get the drop and it’s lit
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick

[verse 1: jayrich]
i keep a glock with a stick
pull up i flock at ya b*tch, i’m letting go
sleepy and sheff in the cut
gully on deck with the cut
double g gone blow
folding these n*ggas with chops
and these three n*ggas with [?]
i take a trip to ya block
and i’ll [?] till’ everything stops
[verse 2: sheff g]
tell them n*ggas, wait, what
never could spin on me, i keep the [?], glizzy tucked
stank, stuck
stay with the glizzy
[?] bullets buffed
staying on point, keep it crackin’, moving with havoc
turn em’ to joint
gang gone raise up the point
gang gone turn em’ to [?]

[verse 3: sleepy hallow]
so why they watching tryna to plot
they know we know m8v3n n*ggas never stop
body twitchin from the shot
peso peso, money comin’ get the guap
pray my n*ggas see the top
gang tearing up a spot, free my n*ggas [?]
dippin boppin on the cop
n*ggas talkin what they not, beat em’ with the glock

[verse 4: jayrich]
stupid though thought it was tookie
but that lil boy just a rookie
he not a goon
n*ggas act tough and get cookies
stop all the talking, you p*ssy
you a baboon
k!llers inside where you lay at, these shooters where you f*ck your bae at
now you can’t go home
stupid b*tch leave me alone
fore’ i let it ring like a phone
[verse 5: gully the glutton]
automatics stop the nonsense
everybody stink like some empty armpits
my [?] said i gotta get a job
a better option, when i was just catching cold [?] cause i ain’t see the [?]
and i hurt my conscious. i’m tryna break my profits
[?] a hoe bout’ nine, i’m just tryna break his noggin, put in pain
but we move in silence

[chorus: sleepy hallow]
i get the drop and it’s lit
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick
this sauce i be pouring, i ball like i’m jordan
my shooters pull up and it’s cl!ck
my shooters pull up and they shoot sh*t
i get the drop and it’s lit
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick
this sauce i be pouring, i ball like i’m jordan
my shooters pull up and it’s cl!ck
my shooters pull up and they shoot sh*t
i get the drop and it’s lit
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick
[verse 6: gully the glutton]
i’m doing dirty business
clappin’ out 30 kitchens
james bond on a mission, ain’t no intermission
opps soft like kittens getting [?] or tradition
go broke n*gga they gone miss it
they gone shoot till’ they get permission
bullet holes in his body left his body in a bad condition
sparked him up like a d*mn ignition
sparked him up like an electrition
hollow points for the ammunation

[verse 7: jayrich]
m8v3n gang f*ck breaks
gotta do what it takes, so i keep a pole
gotta move from the fakes
[?] for the snakes
n*ggas gotta go, most of these n*ggas be p*ssies
actin’ like something they not until they get shanked
n*ggas ain’t with all that talking sh*t, my n*ggas be dropping sh*t leaving holes in n*ggas necks

[verse 8: sleepy hallow]
see n*ggas watching me, actin’ up
gang get to buggin’, we pack em’ up
i get the drop and it’s litty
sheff’ll get busy or i call up billy and we could go 50 for 50
had a dream about biggie, he told me that my n*ggas wildin’ take over the city
member’ nights in the trizak flippin’ the prizack
purge on the opps ima get that
glock with a stick, better get back
know that my n*ggas gone shoot for a frizack
.40’s and .30’s gone fly like a birdie
we spinnin’ where you n*ggas live at
spinnin’ through empty the clip
money be comin’, i’m runnin’ through hunnids
so i keep a glock with a stick

[outro: sleepy hallow]
i get the drop and it’s lit
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick
this sauce i be pouring, i ball like i’m jordan
my shooters pull up and it’s cl!ck
my shooters pull up and they shoot sh*t
i get the drop and it’s lit
i just want a foreign, i catch em’ i’m scoring
b*tch i keep a glock with a stick

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