Lyrics

Bitch, I go by Clo Shorty, I'm from the raq And we lit as hell, in the party, Yo shorty she throw it back And you know we got them glocks, got these bitches They aint to tucked If a nigga say it's beef, man, it's up there yeah, it's stuck Bitch, we smokin' real Za, nigga, this ain't cookies Bitch we been bad in the game, steppin' on, shi we no rookies Why you cuffin' her? That lil' bitch a ho Man, she fucked on me and gang, for the whole squad, she gon' go If we pull up with them Glocks, you know we shoot yea, we gon' blow Hit that nigga in his head, now his brain's on the floor Yeah, my niggas real members, man, they stay crackin' a four We ain't talkin' no than net, better go ahead, drop that lo I ain't never been no bitch, man, I'm geeked up, I'm high fucked Think he gon' make it out, better go ahead, try his luck As soon as he tweak me and foenem, we gon' send it up Nigga tweakin' off that peel like his ass a motherfuckin' cluckkk
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