Problem Child Pj Glizzy

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[Intro]
Gang, gang
Uhhh
Is this Glvck?
Gang, gang, grhh
Pow, pow
Uh-huhh

[Chrous]
Blockstarrs, Oppstarrs
Yeah we coming, yeah we taking Wasca with knockas
Cops be our dick, we copped our shots, with knockas
Bitch we ain't no athletes, we keep paying, then they dropped us
Blockstarrs, Oppstarrs
Yeah we coming, yeah we taking Wasca with knockas
Cops be our dick, we copped our shots, with knockas
Bitch we ain't no athletes, we keep paying, then they dropped us

[Verse]
Bitch we ruthless, we two laced
Spin this block, and now we even two laced, he's clueless
We uppin' up the .4, we 'bouta do 'em, smoove 'em
.40 ate that nigga, till he moaning, just do 'em
I would never leave my brother, they my blood, they my cousins
For 50-50 love it, they my Goons and they pop 'em
Glizzy on me when I walk through, I slide through
Making movies like I'm really Tom Cruise-Tom Cruise
Shawty wanna lay up, don't got time to-time to
Get it back in blood, cause I slimed you-slimed you
If she fucking, then she fucking ta-too-ta-too
He be riding with the top loose-top loose
And if we see the opps, we gon' fly to-fly to
Gang with me and they brought the chop too-chop too
You see me, you better spin the block, who shot you-who shot you?
You see me, you better spin the block, who shot you-who shot you?