Stukk lyrics

[Fluhkunxhkos#verse]
Ayy, when I draw down n*gga give that sh*t up
Run in ya' spot Glock tie that b*tch up
Try and buck this lick then I fye this sh*t up
"Where that sh*t at" b*tch shut the f*ck up
Kick down yo door n*gga give that sh*t up

[Glokk40spaz#verse]
Zip of white runtz got this sh*t out the bluff
When we roll up a wood we gone make sure its stuff
This that babylife sh*t I don't give no f*cks
Cause on the eastside, we'll light that b*tch up
Grab draco that wood, we'll pipe this b*tch up
Don't try me Lil n*gga, I'm shiesty as f*ck
Back in my unit them n*ggas gone buck
If you talk to the police you pus*y as f*ck
If you say it smoke then it can get stuck
Strapped the f*ck up pop a n*gga with angel dust
4 point diamonds these n*ggas can't bang with us
On the block trappin I still got to re-up
And thе state out here cappin sh*t know thеy can't see us
If yo boy wanna pour the drank then n*gga then T-up
And they wanna start trappin but n*ggas can't be us
I walk down the block and my avenue see us
And we really be catching shoot em threw that prieur
And I really had all my stripes before adida
Im in Broadway then I crash out and beat her
[Fluhkunxkos#verse]
f*ck you crackers tryna give me the needle
Hop out' rundown, and shoot you and yo people
Play with the gang and my youngins gon' eat you
Catch you down bad we gone strip you and beat you
You are not gang n*gga we are not equal
All of the sticks that I'm totin illegal
Free my twin, free the f*ckin grim reaper
You mention my name and i send em to meet you
The renegade n*ggas so evil, pop out the cut and delete you
So what? you gotta fye? sh*t, me to
You f*ck n*ggas ain't shooting sh*t
Kick down yo door now yo throat getting slit
Im in love with the trap I ain't loving no b*tch
They like "damn hunxkos you on that other sh*t"
Drop down pop that n*gga In front of his b*tch
I don't give a f*ck n*gga you get what you get when you livin this life n*gga you know what it is

[Nutso thugn#verse]
f*ck n*gga play with the clan we gon' tie his ass up and his kid
n*gga you ratted you know what you did
Pop out on his block and swerve back again
n*gga top brazy we sped the benz
Shoot a f*ck n*gga like Jeremy Lin
Punch in, punch out I don't need a pin
Send me yo social I'll get it right now
Y3 no Yeezy I'm stepping right out
I caught me a opp yeah he was tryna plot
f*ck n*gga play we ship his ass in a box
Creep threw yo house with a stick like a fox