Like the lil nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze.
Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace
We dig the plot and never bury pot
Niggas talk but they know who run this block
I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs
I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs
I say i put it so deep now she a cone head
I spit up on the block like a glock and the rest are dead,
King of the club, i bet you can’t top
Cause i got my fucking glock,
Over 20 homes, but i need a chick
Ya the fucking bitch sucked on my dick
One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop
Now we chop the whole fucking block
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