Grillz Lyrics – Lavel
Singer: Lavel
Title: Grillz
’cause I’m about to drop a bomb on y’all n#gg#s heads
And f#ck what you think about it, that’s it, peace out
Smile when I put this muthaf#ckin gun in your mouth n#gg#
Smile for me Shaggy
What the f#ck you laughin at?
Put this Glock in ya grill
[Glock in my whaaaat?
Yeah, ya grill
Your muthaf#ckin’ grill
Caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
I ain’t playin with ya n#gg#s keep my name out ya grill
f#ck around and get killed, I suggest y’all chill
The big n#gg# ’bout to beast, we can take it to the streets
b#tch I’m 50 n#gg#s deep, and we all got heat
Man this sh#t is so for real, b#tches yappin out they grill
Catch a body so quick, if you wanna know the deal
On the corner, drug dealin, boy I’m ’bout to hit the ceilin
Gotta shut you n#gg#s down, hey “I’m the wicked clown”
f#ck up out of here, how the f#ck you sound
“Well I sold a million records” I’ll beat your #ss down
Take the plaques to your back, put the belts in your mouth [b#tch!
I mean n#gg# really, what, that sh#t is played out
Got AMB and Colton Grundy sleepin on my couch
I was cool at the loft and stop lyin’ so much
You ain’t buyin n#gg#s sh#t, you f#ck around and get touched
Now go an-
Smile for me Shaggy
What the f#ck you laughin at?
Put this Glock in ya grill
[Glock in my whaaaat?
Yeah, ya grill
Your muthaf#ckin’ grill
Caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
Smile for me Shaggy
What the f#ck you laughin at?
Put this Glock in ya grill
[Glock in my whaaaat?
Yeah, ya grill
Your muthaf#ckin’ grill
Caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
Hit ‘Em Up like ‘Pac but you the one gettin’ shot
Blazin’ my Glock, 7 Mile is the block
Put some pop-top n#gg#s on yo #ss b#tch you hit
You know what the f#ck I’m talkin’ bout, this is no b#llsh#t
I can’t rest until you rot and you faggots in the way
And stop claimin’ my city you give Detroit a bad name
You a hoe and you can’t fight, watch em men in they tights
You my boy,, Moon Glorious you dyke
Whoever ride with them, you in it too b#tch
I’m on you n#gg#s heads, n’ stay off my dick
I don’t trust none of y’all and y’all don’t want no beef
So if you ever talk sh#t, betta grit them teeth
I ain’t playin either n#gg# this sum serious sh#t
And if I see you anywhere, somethin’ goin get split
Call Spider and the groupies thats what you goin do
But I ain’t beefin with them, this is all about you
Now go an-
Smile for me Shaggy
What the f#ck you laughin at?
Put this Glock in ya grill
[Glock in my whaaaat?
Yeah, ya grill
Your muthaf#ckin’ grill
Caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill [n#gg#
Smile for me Shaggy
What the f#ck you laughin at?
Put this Glock in ya grill
[Glock in my whaaaat?
Yeah, ya grill
Your muthaf#ckin’ grill
Caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
Replace your teeth, with my heat
Rock this n#gg# to sleep
’bout to cop a Desert E and put you hoes on 3s
I live sucka free, you can’t hang around me
Unless you boss enough, and gettin’ this money
We’re Detroit n#gg#s, all about they chips
We don’t hate, we don’t trip, n#gg# get what you get
These b#tches tryin’ to hold me down but they cannot do it
You n#gg#s don’t know my style, b#tch n#gg#s don’t know I ain’t playin
I’m the one, b#tch, I’m the man, flip the ‘k with no hands
I’m a pimp, I’m the sh#t, all on my own dick
While you playin’ with the game, I’ma flip it like a brick
I’m the one they talk about, got my name all in they mouth
Up north to down south, make them hoes scream and shout
You n#gg#s b#tches groupies, even yo fans wanna do me
Got her all in the jacuzzi, skeet skeet on her booty
Goin an-
Smile for me Shaggy
What the f#ck you laughin at?
Put this Glock in ya grill
[Glock in my whaaaat?
Yeah, ya grill
Your muthaf#ckin’ grill
Caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill [n#gg#
Smile for me Shaggy
What the f#ck you laughin at?
Put this Glock in ya grill
[Glock in my whaaaat?
Yeah, ya grill
Your muthaf#ckin’ grill [Your muthaf#ckin’ grill
Caught you slippin’ at the light had to go on your grill
*laughter*
Diamond Cutz, n#gg#, Volume 1
Ay, 2006 n#gg# no b#llsh#ttin
Ay, all I’ma do, is when I see y’all n#gg#s
I’ma put it to yo muthaf#ckin’ #ss n#gg#, my Converse n#gg#
I got muthaf#ckin Queen of Hearts n#gg# Asteriah in this b#tch n#gg#
Aye, “goin’ smile b#tch n#gg#, f#ck you laughin’ at, put this Glock in ya grill”
“Glock in ya grill”, n#gg#
“Put this Glock in ya grill”, n#gg# this sh#t for real than a muthaf#cka dog
And I ain’t even mad n#gg#, I ain’t even mad n#gg#
This just what the f#ck I do, it’s time to shut y’all hoe #ss n#gg#s down
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