[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(Ain't talkin bout Glokk, you ain't talkin bout nothing)
(Fuck)
(Ain't talkin bout Glokk, you ain't talkin bout nothing)
(Chapo)
You know what I'm sayin' (Yuh, gang)
[Verse]
Nigga not stuntin' on shit that you talkin' bout
Hellcat, Trackhawk, in the skreet, fuck nigga, flip sum'
Lil Ki with G30, tryna catch one
We just gonna push up on a nigga, don't say nothing
Shoot a nigga, fall with the Glock like a and one
Had to switch the BIN and the IP on the damn Samsung
Kick 'em out the gang, my young nigga got abandoned
Switching on the gang, caught a nigga bandwagon
Four Glocks with me, they my brothers like I'm Jackson
DistroKid pay, I buy everything at PacSun
Saks Fifth, spent five hundred on glasses
Got all my guns, up that 10, these motherfuckers ratchet
Nigga try [?] got syrup, know I stretch it
All my Glocks got dick, but these hoes not faggot
All my Glocks gon' hit some, so nigga just try it
All my hoes get fucked by the squad, no lie
And he think that hе psyched, cause he got a nеw fye
These niggas gettin spared like a tire on bikes
Gotta go get a new Glock from a crack dummy man and then go hit a stripe
Send my partner just to fuck up his life
I sent him that lo', cause you know it sound right
H3llboy, go with me man you know the real riot
King 30 out here, steal a nigga body
Kilo and Alveda shoot a tat off a fuck nigga face
Chop up his wrists if he think that he tryna put me in handcuff, on fuck with them, I don't fuck with the jakes
We ain't good in yo' hood, you ain't good on yo' fate
Me and King 30 tote them god damn Dracos back at Crystal Lake
Shotgun on me, got an MP5 ready to blow 'em
Get on his ass like a joke, we ain't jokin
Last year lil' Glokk robbed two plugs, they used to trap at Panola
AK on me, hit 'em wit the cold shoulder
Me and BabySolid use stripe for that compact G19 with a trident sight
Huh, he a fake OSO, he the look-alike
You gon' get left if you don't get right
Yeah, yeah
(Ain't talkin bout Glokk, you ain't talkin bout nothing)
(Fuck)
(Ain't talkin bout Glokk, you ain't talkin bout nothing)
(Chapo)
You know what I'm sayin' (Yuh, gang)
[Verse]
Nigga not stuntin' on shit that you talkin' bout
Hellcat, Trackhawk, in the skreet, fuck nigga, flip sum'
Lil Ki with G30, tryna catch one
We just gonna push up on a nigga, don't say nothing
Shoot a nigga, fall with the Glock like a and one
Had to switch the BIN and the IP on the damn Samsung
Kick 'em out the gang, my young nigga got abandoned
Switching on the gang, caught a nigga bandwagon
Four Glocks with me, they my brothers like I'm Jackson
DistroKid pay, I buy everything at PacSun
Saks Fifth, spent five hundred on glasses
Got all my guns, up that 10, these motherfuckers ratchet
Nigga try [?] got syrup, know I stretch it
All my Glocks got dick, but these hoes not faggot
All my Glocks gon' hit some, so nigga just try it
All my hoes get fucked by the squad, no lie
And he think that hе psyched, cause he got a nеw fye
These niggas gettin spared like a tire on bikes
Gotta go get a new Glock from a crack dummy man and then go hit a stripe
Send my partner just to fuck up his life
I sent him that lo', cause you know it sound right
H3llboy, go with me man you know the real riot
King 30 out here, steal a nigga body
Kilo and Alveda shoot a tat off a fuck nigga face
Chop up his wrists if he think that he tryna put me in handcuff, on fuck with them, I don't fuck with the jakes
We ain't good in yo' hood, you ain't good on yo' fate
Me and King 30 tote them god damn Dracos back at Crystal Lake
Shotgun on me, got an MP5 ready to blow 'em
Get on his ass like a joke, we ain't jokin
Last year lil' Glokk robbed two plugs, they used to trap at Panola
AK on me, hit 'em wit the cold shoulder
Me and BabySolid use stripe for that compact G19 with a trident sight
Huh, he a fake OSO, he the look-alike
You gon' get left if you don't get right
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