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(N1 got the sauce, baby) Mh-hm Glee, Glee Grr (R14) We been in the streets If you run up on me Then I'm uppin' my glee Glee, glee, glee, glee Glee, Glee Listen Always run from the glee cah we been in the streets We went from motives to studio, chillin' I got no tan in a week The bells come tun cah we glee on repeat Grip a dusty one so they all look stunned cah my leng ting sweet She heard mans cuffed pretty gyal wan' jeet (Yo) Shit shame that my heart gon' freeze Speak with your chest, I'll rip it open Fill up the barrel and smoke him Must've thought I was joking when I said don't get comfy and G-G—G****** 4 or more wanna hold him Don't assault him, soak him If you don't poke him, I'll poke him Letras de cancionesTek way his contract quick and revoke him See the TSG got my bloodstream runnin' Warrant to kick that drum in They ain't found shit but of course we're bunning DI teams tryna do blue clues on us, ain't that cute? Thought we ain't on nothin' The rambz untucked and the kickback stunning No chit chat I rap, just splatter The opps love talk like their wounds need numbing (Yo) Whatever the weather bro, I ain't too bothered The G lock that we got is a 19 Spread this virus, I'm calling it COVID I'm whipping the flake 'til its solid The dotty I got make me walk with a hunch Slap one leave the crime scene horrid Heard a bang, I won't throw in a punch Point blank we doing this in a foreign We been in the streets If you run up on me Then I'm uppin' my glee Glee, glee, glee, glee Glee, Glee Glee, glee, glee, glee Glee, glee, glee, glee From Letras Mania