Platoon Pt. 2
GSCTNL
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Ayy, I grew up with trappers, robbers and murderers Got over a hunnit sum shots for a burglar I'm leavin a stain, these junkies the same Yo, granny a fiend, I'm probably servin her These niggas stay snitchin', so I stay on my pivot Glocks with the switches, they came with extensions I stay with my shooters while yours on the benches We playin' with tools, ain't talkin' bout wrenches I see the opps on they ass and they fender I mix the bag like a motherfuckin' blender Mexican niggas, old tacos, stick wit em Four-five crackin' his shit through the window Said he that nigga till he seen them niggas We was just, just whippin' shit, not a rental I got high, put niggas in spitals I spin a bad bitch after I hit her It's Big TNL and bitch I'm the general Niggas see hittah and them niggas get little I had Trenchy Play , tall like a fiddle Your life, lil' nigga, go ahead, spit a riddle Taco just gave me the bean and I'm T Walk up to Club 6 deep with my heat Glock gen-3 and that hold 23, nigga Nigga Catch a headshot, for fuckin' with me Whole gang masked up, blitzin' with 30s and switches Hop out, we won't drive by niggas Rip off the car, won't slide by a nigga I'm snakin' the plug, I'm a slimy lil' nigga Took him up top, he was weighin' a bud I was salty as f*ck, cause that shit was some boof I ran out the house with a blink on my hip It ain't never come out, he ain't know what to do Cross out the nine, I just cop me a 40 My Aim be on point, hit that boy n his shorty I'd rather have riches, these bitches, they bore me Put bands on his head, then I bet you we scorin Flame me a nigga, his whole body scorchin Apply me some heat, but the pressure I'm forcin Trenchy get trenchy, he kick niggas' doors in Them plays I been makin', been givin' us motion We slide in this block, I can't wait til I catch him Pull up and stretch him, wet em, drench him Knew he was a bitch from the day that I met him 38 special, but ain't nothin' special I'm a sinner, I fw the devil I remember I used to hit plays with no metal My bro from the 7th, so we send him several I blow a bitch, she get fold like a pretzel We bury a nigga, don't need a shovel We cover all angles, he stuck in the middle Trappin' out rentals, ain't gave me no problems I feel like I'm dahmer, I'm eatin' on niggas I got my glock, but I'm beatin' on niggas I'm TNL, nigga, so why would I lack Only like 40s, I like how they clap I'm off a bean with a beam that's attached I'm with some niggas, don't know how to act niggas play krazy yk they smack hoes, kicked in the front, so what you locked the back for We hittin all net y'all shoot for the backboards I was up late hittin plays up wot hittah Serve with my son, I didnt have a sitter I had to make sure that my boy had a dinner Ain't fuckin' with BMs that's that bitch actin' bitter Yeah, I'm a daddy, but trust me, I'll pop out Truth, no lie, what the f*ck, would I lie about Instagram gangstas, I make niggas sign out Trapped out the corner like I was in timeout Trapped out the corner like I was in timeout
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