Glock Out Istanbul King
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(Intro)
What we doing, yeah
(Chorus)
He tote blocks, bet I Milly Rock
When I got my Glock out
Say he an opp, so I wait for him to pop out
Shot’s out, leave a nigga dead when I shot out
Niggas know what’s up with me
They asking for a shot out
I ain’t finna give you shit
Never gave a handout
Broke ass niggas always talking with they hands out
If I catch my niggas lacking
No one let my mans out
I’ma put some bullets in his chest
Make him stand down
Saying you a tough nigga
Say that you a tough nigga
To be honest, you’d be
Really, really, you’d be bluffing
I don’t really fuck with you
Niggas ain’t been clutching
When the opps was thing
They prolly fuck on they cousins
What we doing, yeah
(Chorus)
He tote blocks, bet I Milly Rock
When I got my Glock out
Say he an opp, so I wait for him to pop out
Shot’s out, leave a nigga dead when I shot out
Niggas know what’s up with me
They asking for a shot out
I ain’t finna give you shit
Never gave a handout
Broke ass niggas always talking with they hands out
If I catch my niggas lacking
No one let my mans out
I’ma put some bullets in his chest
Make him stand down
Saying you a tough nigga
Say that you a tough nigga
To be honest, you’d be
Really, really, you’d be bluffing
I don’t really fuck with you
Niggas ain’t been clutching
When the opps was thing
They prolly fuck on they cousins
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