this is all cap i don’t do anything i said in this song

g19.m4a

army.m4a (ft. acedaprophet)

mane idk i do ts for fun

mixed by apollo
lyrics: 
you cant rock if you dont bang
i need a new jeweler, i was thinking johnny dang.
beat a nigga ass, but im not talking lui kang
but he kept talking, so i put it to his brain

let the choppa sing
i got this lil white girl, yea she tryna learn my slang
she acting kinda fed, she asking where my chain
so i went and took her hostage, but im not talking bane

im a good guy not a villian.
nigga talking shit, put him in the air like im krillin
police pulled me over, i just told him sir im chilling
but little does he know, i just came back from a killing.

uh, thats enough of that
i know a lil nigga, he just got another strap
i gave him fifty bands, told lil bro to double back
just make sure you hit his head, and you bring me back his cap

bring it back so i know he died
four shooters, you could say that shit was multiplied
in the room geekin, think i seen a poltergeist
your big bro a rat so you went and grew up with the mice

tell em cut the lights
took her back into the room and i took off her tights.
she sent a message, man that shit look like the bill of rights
said i did her wrong, that shit wont even civil right?

^random nigga talking shit

on the block, we get to creeping
pulled up to his house, aired it out while they sleeping.
you dont want no smoke, the shit i got is self seeking
i dont like talking, so im never public speaking

^random nigga apologizes

poltergeist

lyrics:
 
why you shoot? just to miss? (blank)
saw yo bitch looking, man im tryna get a kiss (mwah)
took her to the room and she ate up all my kids (mm)
imma good guy, i can’t make no fucking diss (goddamn) 

nah, i’m jus playing (haha)
nigga keep on talking shit i’m going super sayin (grunt?)
get the fuck up off my phone if you keep on playin (grunt)
police dragged me out the whip, they asked me sir who sprayin? (damn)

uh, it wasn’t me tho (uh-uh)
why that nigga talking shit he corny like a frito (goddamn)
and you know i always hit like curry at the free throw (swish)
pull up and i left em hot, like a fucking cheeto (pop-pop)

this shit getting crazy (what)
random bitches asking me to have all they babies (huh)
bitch im hot jus like a crack rock in the 80s (huh?)
quick to snap like a dog wit some fucking rabies (damn)

that shit not really normal (nah)
pull up on the scene, and you know i’m dressing formal (clean)

told lil bro i got the check that im bout to forward you 
made 50k ain’t break a sweat, that would take you years
in the coupe, in the vette and i’m switching gears
spin the block, make yo mama shed a few tears
if yo shorty tryna talk, shit i’m all ears
but after we hit the blunt, tell her come here

now i’m in her ears, but i’m staying silent (shh)
gotta creep up on the block, told lil bro to stay quiet (shh!)
nigga tried to open carry, told lil nigga hide it
jus wait up till you get up close, and then you get dividing (blaow)

in the kitty cat, and i get to sliding (skrrrt)
wit a few niggas, all they know is wilding
grew up in the streets, all they know is violence 
jus like a preacher when i talk, all i hear is silence.

fuckcoby

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