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(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) I keep a Glock, a .38, uh I keep a Glock, a .38, uh I keep a Glock, a .38, uh I keep a Glock, yeah, uh I keep a Glock, a .38 I bought a brick, I'm in the trap but only came with 28 grams total Bitch, I feel like Jessie James My mind is steady trippin', hope this weed will eat my brain Bitch, I hope it simulate my brain T dub in the cut, I call him mister getaway My crodie buss an AP, but I told 'em show a plane 'Cause it's plane jane sky [?] twenty K, nigga We kick your door, nigga, everybody on the floor, nigga Boy if you trappin' in this bitch, answer your phone, nigga Catch me with 35, see crodie, he a known hitter I was out there trappin' all night, came home to cold dinners I was out there ballin' all night, no one to coach me My junkie fiendin' all night, gave him a bogie Jumped in the stoley, crodie went got a trophy So shoutout crodie 'cause half of these niggas got cold feet Glock, a .38, in the LA, hella state (In the hills) They got MK in the hole while they got me on the stage (Free MK) Letras de cancionesGot these nephews and a niece, I'm tryna keep these niggas safe (Huh?) When I go they're gonna say their uncle left them with a safe Gang, bitch, I'm put them on the wave My lil' nigga hatin' on me, I'm startin' to book the plane (They hatin') I can never be the same (No) Got me drivin' on the jane All these bitches move the same They're just lookin' for a stain, bitch, yeah Take her shoppin' when she sad If he don't, niggas will make him feel like he's Will Smith Take her lil' ass Ruth Chris (Take her) My lil' niggas shoot this (Yeah) We movin' so ruthless We kick your door, nigga, everybody on the floor, nigga Boy if you trappin' in this bitch, answer your phone, nigga Catch me with 35, see crodie, he a known hitter I was out there trappin' all night, came home to cold dinners I was out there ballin' all night, no one to coach me My junkie fiendin' all night, gave him a bogie Jumped in the stoley, crodie went got a trophy So shoutout crodie 'cause half of these niggas got cold feet I keep a Glock, a .38, uh I keep a Glock, a .38, uh I keep a Glock, a .38, uh I keep a Glock, yeah, uh I keep a Glock, a .38, uh From Letras Mania