| Yeah, bitch, I keep guala, I’m talkin' 'bout big dollars
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| You niggas small talkers
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| Side watchin', straight cock-blockers
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| Ain’t nothin' like my partners
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| I remember I was playin' cops and robbers
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| Fucked around, turned to a robber (Yeah)
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| Since a toddler, lil' nigga been a problem
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| Yeah, uh
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| Catch a opp, let off shots, body drop
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| Then we skrrts right off the block (Skrrt, skrrt)
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| Yeah, left the lot, drop the top, off the top
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| Got some top right from the thot
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| Yeah, camouflage, Audemars, lemon drops
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| Earrings, I’m livin' large
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| Yeah, diamonds dance, Diddy Bop, Milly Rock
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| I just left from Elliot
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| Yeah, I know you lil' niggas wanna be like Glock
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| I know you want a car with a trunk in the front (Huh, huh)
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| Yeah, I know you niggas goin' broke tryna stunt (What?)
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| Yeah, I know these niggas wanna be like us
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| Yeah, in Paper Route I trust (Gang)
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| Gang the gang, I’ma buss (Gang, gang)
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| Throwin' bullets, not knuckles
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| Young Glock Brady, I’ma score, yeah (Fire)
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| Cutthroat to the core
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| I’ll kill a nigga with no remorse
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Haha, uh, ayy
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| Yeah, bitch, I keep guala, I’m talkin' 'bout big dollars
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| You niggas small talkers (Small)
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| Side watchin', straight cock-blockers
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| Ain’t nothin' like my partners (Nah)
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| I remember I was playin' cops and robbers
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| Fucked around, turned to a robber (Yeah)
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| Since a toddler, lil' nigga been a problem
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| Yeah, uh
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| Yellow tape, homicide, goddamn, somebody died
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| He got hit like forty times
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| Yeah, since a child, lil' nigga runnin' wild
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| I’ve been doin' this shit a while
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| Yeah, runnin' wild, I’ve been doin' this for a while
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| Mama like, «Boy, calm down»
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| But I’m turnt now and these niggas burnt out (Turnt up, turnt up)
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| Damn, these niggas burnt out (Yeah)
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| You should’ve seen their face when I brought that fur out (Yeah)
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| Ridin' in that yellow thing, look like Bert now
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| And I’m fuckin' on your bae, yeah, that’s how I get my work out
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| I was in the trap, nigga, you was in the work house
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| Came up out the mud, still’ll give a nigga dirt now
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| I was in the trap, nigga, you was in the work house
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| Came up out the mud, still’ll give a nigga dirt now (Uh)
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| Yeah, bitch, I keep guala, I’m talkin' 'bout big dollars
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| You niggas small talkers (Small)
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| Side watchin', straight cock-blockers
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| Ain’t nothin' like my partners (Nah)
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| I remember I was playin' cops and robbers
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| Fucked around, turned to a robber (Yeah)
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| Since a toddler, lil' nigga been a problem
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| Yeah, uh
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| Yeah, bitch, I keep guala, I’m talkin' 'bout big dollars
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| You niggas small talkers
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| Side watchin', straight cock-blockers
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| Ain’t nothin' like my partners
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| I remember I was playin' cops and robbers
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| Fucked around, turned to a robber (Yeah)
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| Since a toddler, lil' nigga been a problem
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| Yeah, uh |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cops N Robbers, artist - Key Glock. Album song Son Of A Gun, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп