Текст Soldier Kidd – Glock Life
Текст:
Glock life, Glock life
Get popped, daylight
Better hit the streetlight, yeah
Ayy, we gorillas and lil whoadie go bananas
I swear I fell in love with beatin’ down Atlanta
He can’t love you baby, he ain’t got no data
It was just yesterday, in your house like Santa
We just wanna ball like rackets, have me shootin’ at your basket
I ain’t talkin’, straight reactin’, free Lil KB, we was jackin’
Me and my niggas go to mackin’, me and my niggas need a fraction
No religion, you a bad thing, no religion, we just clappin’
Niggas die every day, you gon’ die anyway
I ain’t make it to the funeral, I ain’t make it to the wake
But a nigga still pray, and I pour out a lil drank
For my whoadie in the grave, for my whoadie in the cage
Niggas out here don’t behave, niggas out here tryna get paid
Niggas out here gettin’ slayed, nigga I don’t wanna wait
Niggas tellin’, fuck that waitin’, in the projects with my Haitians
Get exposed if you fakin’, we just fuck, it’s no relations
Soldier mentality, I just spit reality
Don’t you call a nigga fam ’cause we ain’t no family
I ain’t never get no A, I just know I gotta be
Put my dog on the play, put my dog on the dream
You better get a job or you better serve a fiend
Need some money for your hoes, need some money for your weed
This right here the block life, you get popped daylight
Nigga rappin’ on my Live, I’ma see ’em real life
Nigga you was car hoppin’, me and Jigga on a heist
That was way before Lil Ty, we was jits, not endin’ high
Say he fuckin’ with the new song and he played it ten times
He can’t love you baby, he ain’t got no data
It was just yesterday, in your house like Santa
We just wanna ball like rackets, have me shootin’ at your basket
I ain’t talkin’, straight reactin’, free Lil KB, we was jackin’
Me and my niggas go to mackin’, me and my niggas need a fraction
No religion, you a bad thing, no religion, we just clappin’
Niggas die every day, you gon’ die anyway
I ain’t make it to the funeral, I ain’t make it to the wake
But a nigga still pray, and I pour out a lil drank
For my whoadie in the grave, for my whoadie in the cage
Niggas out here don’t behave, niggas out here tryna get paid
Niggas out here gettin’ slayed, nigga I don’t wanna wait
Niggas tellin’, fuck that waitin’, in the projects with my Haitians
Get exposed if you fakin’, we just fuck, it’s no relations
Soldier mentality, I just spit reality
Don’t you call a nigga fam ’cause we ain’t no family
I ain’t never get no A, I just know I gotta be
Put my dog on the play, put my dog on the dream
You better get a job or you better serve a fiend
Need some money for your hoes, need some money for your weed
This right here the block life, you get popped daylight
Nigga rappin’ on my Live, I’ma see ’em real life
Nigga you was car hoppin’, me and Jigga on a heist
That was way before Lil Ty, we was jits, not endin’ high
Say he fuckin’ with the new song and he played it ten times
Every soul gotta get hurt, you get punted for that work
None of my niggas got a job but they still puttin’ in work
Nigga been ’bout a purse, nigga brother in a hearse
But I’m slidin’ with the burner, make a wish like Timmy Turner
‘Cause I’m slidin’ every corner, need that blood, who a donor?
Nigga gotta get it up, you ain’t got it then shut up
I ain’t even fuckin’ snappin’ if I wasn’t ’bout them bucks
Man these jits look like ducks but all them jits clutch, yeah
All them jits nuts, yeah, all them jits bust
And I know a nigga feel me ’cause Lil Soldier got the touch
And I know they wanna kill me but I swear that I’m the one
Drop the K, I’m still the one, yeah yeah
Drop the K, I’m still the one, ayy (drop the K, I’m still the one, listen)
None of my niggas got a job but they still puttin’ in work
Nigga been ’bout a purse, nigga brother in a hearse
But I’m slidin’ with the burner, make a wish like Timmy Turner
‘Cause I’m slidin’ every corner, need that blood, who a donor?
Nigga gotta get it up, you ain’t got it then shut up
I ain’t even fuckin’ snappin’ if I wasn’t ’bout them bucks
Man these jits look like ducks but all them jits clutch, yeah
All them jits nuts, yeah, all them jits bust
And I know a nigga feel me ’cause Lil Soldier got the touch
And I know they wanna kill me but I swear that I’m the one
Drop the K, I’m still the one, yeah yeah
Drop the K, I’m still the one, ayy (drop the K, I’m still the one, listen)
Glock life, Glock life
If you get popped, daylight
Got boy, got girl
It’s a, it’s a young soldier world
It’s a young soldier world, yeah
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