Shy Glizzy, Glizzy Gang - From The Get Go lyrics

[Shy Glizzy, Glizzy Gang - From The Get Go lyrics]

Yo-Yo be careful
(That Boy Cass) suckers

Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Don't make me send that walking
30 to your front door
Baby 3, he got that Choppa, better get low
Pack mob, big guns, and them bankrolls
We'll bust a nigga head
And get the case closed
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Young Jefe, holmes
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go

Bitch it's Glizzy, two times
I got a bankroll
Call my migo, he got things in the Durango
Thug life, I never said I was an angel
I be fucking up the white
Just like I'm Django
Glizzy Gang, and I'm the fuckin' head huncho
I took your ass to Medellin
Let you meet Pablo time is money, bitch
I ain't got not time to argue
I keep a lotta racks on me like Wells Fargo
Bitch, I'm hoppin out the Benzo wearin' Kenzo
Big Glizzy, with that big fucking extendo
I was starin' at the window, fuck Nintendo
I seen some dope boys
And a bunch of fuckin' bimbos

Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Don't make me send that walking
30 to your front door
Baby 3, he got that Choppa, better get low
Pack mob, big guns, and them bankrolls
We'll bust a nigga head
And get the case closed
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go

Connected and respected
Disrespect, you need detectives
Nigga ain't no question
I'm toting my Smith and Wesson
This bitch hold 30
My standing clip that's extra
Real young niggas
Them other niggas they extra oG, believe me
I put more work in than my OGs
You better ask about me
I got some niggas that'll wack
Yo ass about me
Matter fact, don't even ask about me
It's Omertá, ain't no rats around me
Mobs chilling, a lotta straps
A lotta racks round me
A lotta drugs, a lotta plugs
A lotta killas round me
Yeah, from the get go
This young nigga been a pitbull
You better ask about me

Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Don't make me send that walking
30 to your front door
Baby 3, he got that Choppa, better get low
Pack mob, big guns, and them bankrolls
We'll bust a nigga head
And get the case closed
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go

Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Wrap it tight
Put it in the tire like an inner tube
Got mob ties
I can get you knocked off if I want to
By time I was three
I knew how to work a pistol
Hunned rounds drum, it'll let the shit go
Who the fuck is that, roll down the window
Off papers now
So I can turn up how I want to
Magic Johnson, that bitch hold 32
Beefin' with my brotha? Then we got beef too
Show love, ain’t get the same love
Fuck people last of a dying breed
These niggas see through
Tote my glizzy like that motherfucka' legal

Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Don't make me send that walking
30 to your front door
Baby 3, he got that Choppa, better get low
Pack mob, big guns, and them bankrolls
We'll bust a nigga head
And get the case closed
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go
Niggas know, we been thuggin' from the get go

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