​maajins, Xhulooo - 8Lbs lyrics

[​maajins, Xhulooo - 8Lbs lyrics]

"shout out Lambda"

Slide on his block like a playground
I put the Glock in the sprayground
Thirty gon hit em that forty gon hit him
You know that gang don't play around
Imma watch for the opps cause if i
Do that he get sprayed down
Imma walk in the spot with
A whole lot of rack
So you know i ain’t coming to play now
Stick in the back of the whip it's a
Big AR and you can get layed down
Oh, you wanna play with the gang?
Ok we leaving you face down
And my plug ship that pack right through
The mail and it's like eight pounds

Slide on his block like a playground
I got the Glock in the spraygroud
Bitch, I’m a angel Throw the A down
I'm with my gang nigga we don't play around
Fifteenhunnid that's the uh, uh
Fifteenhunnid that's the gang
I I m with your hoe smoking high off tank
Got so damn high can't feel my face yeah
Gang
We put a point in his head like a decimal
Bitch we smoking loud smoking Decibel
And your hoe eat me up like a edible
Tip of the gang nigga you not eligible bitch
I stay with the gat
Yeah, I'm hitting your hoe from the back
This nigga wanna talk crazy
Shot at your block nigga know where I'm at
Pussy ass boy ain’t get his lick back
Robbing that like I’m johnny gat
Put some blood on his new air forces
Lil ass boy yeah, he got sacked, bitch
Feel like Kato yeah, I'm with your hoe
You say you got straps
Where they at? They invisible
Your hoe on my stick like a fishing, pole
Shout out to oxy yeah
We got the sticks of all yeah
Bitch I’m in a and in that cat
Turn that Lil boy into Ricky put
A bullet in his back
Left that boy speechless he
Don't know what to
Say "Hi!"s friend up in a pack
And all my money just a like uzi
I told her that's a rack
Keep on talking down we putting
762's in his hat
I know you ain’t talking to me hoe
Stay in cc like I'm pack
Keep on talking down we putting
762's in his hat
I know you ain't talking to me hoe
Stay in cc like I'm pack

Slide on his block like a playground
I put the Glock in the sprayground
Thirty gon hit em that forty gon hit him
You know that gang don't play around
Imma watch for the opps cause if i do that
He get sprayed down imma walk in the
Spot with a whole lot of rack so you
Know i ain't coming to play now
Stick in the back of the whip it's a big
AR and you can get layed down oh
You wanna play with the gang?
Ok we leaving you face down
And my plug ship that pack right through
The mail and it's like eight pounds

It's like- it's like eight pounds
It's like eight pounds bitch, eight pounds
It's like eight pounds it's eight pounds
It's like eight pounds
Aye slide on his block like a playground
I got the gat in the sprayground

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