| Yeah, I came in with the commas
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| These niggas rappin' 'bout shit that they ain’t done (Cap)
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| Damn, that’s fucked up
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| Yeah, I’m all in the hills on chill, sippin' mud (Mud)
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| Yeah, I came a long way from the slums
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| Yeah, all out in Cali' with my South Memphis thugs (Thugs)
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| Yeah, and we still got slugs (Yeah)
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| Keep it on me, know mine tucked, boy
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| Had a 40 on me, did a press run in New York
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| XXL did an interview
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| I had to play it cool, yeah, a nigga had my tool tucked
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| They like, «This young nigga too buck»
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| Where I’m from, niggas shoot your ass for two bucks (Yeah)
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| I ain’t gotta talk or say too much (Uh-uh)
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| Whole gang-gang gon' do somethin' (Gang)
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| Keep it on me, know mine tucked, boy
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| Had a 40 on me, did a press run in New York (Yeah)
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| XXL did an interview
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| I had to play it cool, yeah, a nigga had my tool tucked (Uh)
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| They like, «This young nigga too buck»
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| Where I’m from, niggas shoot your ass for two bucks (Yeah)
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| I ain’t gotta talk or say too much (Uh-uh)
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| Whole gang-gang gon' do somethin' (Gang, yeah)
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| Yeah, I come through fresh as fuck (Uh, fresh)
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| Yeah, lil' bitty nigga with a big ol' gun
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| Yeah, lil' nigga with a big ol' gun (Yeah)
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| Hoppin' out the coupe with the trunk in the front (Skrrt-skrrt)
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| Yeah, you know I ain’t worried 'bout nothin' (Shit)
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| Yeah, I told Mom Dukes I ain’t worried 'bout nothin' (I ain’t worried 'bout
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| shit)
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| Yeah, you know I’m a mothafuckin' don (Uh, yeah)
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| Niggas ain’t did half the shit I done
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| Yeah, I just went dumb on a brand new charm
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| Yeah, they keep sayin', «Glock, you a don"(Yeah)
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| They take a look at the new watch on my arm
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| «Glock, need to invest your money"(Shut up, bitch)
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| I’m tryna get every crumb (Shut up, shut up)
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| Yep, ever since I was a youngin' (Shut up, bitch)
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| I bent 'bout every corner (Shut up, bitch)
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| Been 'bout it since I was a youngin' (Yeah)
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| I walked in lit as fuck
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| Uh, young nigga, um, back it up
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| Yeah, I’m rich, I came from nothin' (Rich)
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| You ain’t come up with me, nigga, back it up
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| «Glock, you remember me?"(Uh)
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| Hell, nah, nigga, back it up (Fuck)
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| «Nah, nah, for real, I went to school with you"(Uh)
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| Nigga, back it up
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
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| Hood rich nigga with a sexy slut (Yeah)
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| Hoppin' out the AMG coupe slash truck
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| Yeah, this young nigga right here doin' too much (Yeah)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| This young nigga right here havin' too much (Yeah)
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| Yeah, this young nigga right here havin' too much (Yeah)
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| Yeah, this young nigga right here doin' too much
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| And he come through fresh as fuck (Uh, fresh)
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| Yeah, lil' bitty nigga with a big ol' gun
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| Yeah, lil' nigga with a big ol' gun (Yeah)
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| Hoppin' out the coupe with the trunk in the front (Skrrt-skrrt)
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| Yeah, you know I ain’t worried 'bout nothin' (Shit)
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| Yeah, I told Mom Dukes I ain’t worried 'bout nothin'
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| Yeah, you know I’m a mothafuckin' don (Uh, yeah)
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| Niggas ain’t did half the shit I done (Yeah, yeah)
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| Yeah, these niggas ain’t came in how I come (Uh-uh)
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| Yeah, I came in with the commas
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| These niggas rappin' 'bout shit that they ain’t done (Cap)
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| Damn, that’s fucked up
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| Yeah, I’m all in the hills on chill, sippin' mud
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| Yeah, I came a long way from the slums
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| Yeah, all out in Cali' with my South Memphis thugs
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| Yeah, and we still got slugs |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Come Thru , by - Key Glock. Song from the album Son Of A Gun, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп