toxic steppa

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Quail Glock


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You want, we can do it. Triggas, I ain't
In your station, I'ma run through by whatever you bought
F*ck it, all day and all night
Let's get on mad, I ain't scared to do it
Hello
Yo
Yeah
Hey, I ain't gonna lie, boy, I just got that low
I'm about to send it over
Bad, nigga, I'm finna push up right now
Alright, say less
Nigga, it's murder season
Killas only thuggin' on this late night
Tryna murder niggas
Send these bitches up to God, right
It's only right
AK-47 with a hunnid, bitch
Three full of A's
The opposition know we murder shit
Slaughter gang, Glock 21
That's for the defense
Richard Sherman, lockin' corners up
When we beat shit
Tenth of rental
F*ck it, we gon' spend
That's on facts
I done told you, niggas
Ain't no playin' dead
We double back
Droppin' niggas back to back
These bitch niggas know we bout that
Residential thuggin'
We ain't grow up in no projects
This our shit
The city know we violent as f*ck
Run up on you niggas bussin'
You won't get a chance to duck
Catchin' bodies through the city
All these niggas know we kill shit
Only hood
Beefin' with the city
So we drill shit
Real shit
Steppin' on these niggas back to back
Ask the last nigga, bitch
He call six to the hat
Catchin' bodies through the city
All these niggas know we kill shit
Only hood
Beefin' with the city
So we drill shit
Real shit
Steppin' on these niggas back to back
Ask the last nigga, bitch
He call six to the hat
Call a coroner
Nigga, ain't no ambulance gon' help you, bitch
We smother shit
Niggas ain't survivin'
All this pressure, bitch
We stalkin' shit
Niggas ain't gettin' no when we wet ya
Bout you in like Trinidad
God bless ya
All my young niggas
Really out they bodies
Sippin' syrup
But still a drop somethin'
Walkin' like a zombie
These niggas never slide
Bitch, we always outside, nigga
Right or wrong
We gon' blow
Never switch sides, nigga
Ride with Draco
K's and Glocks
All got beans
We a clique
The dome checkin' niggas
I'ma keep shootin' if niggas flinchin'
Kick the nigga
Check his pockets
We done stole that nigga's soul
Me and my niggas crash out
Never bend
Never fold
Catchin' bodies through the city
All these niggas know we kill shit
Only hood
Beefin' with the city
So we drill shit
Real shit
Steppin' on these niggas
Back to back
Ask the last nigga
Bitch
He call six to the hat
Catchin' bodies through the city
All these niggas know we kill shit
Only hood
Beefin' with the city
So we drill shit
Real shit
Steppin' on these niggas
Back to back
Ask the last nigga
Bitch
Beefin' with the city
All these niggas know we kill shit
Only hood

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Written by: quail glock

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