Robbings on the streets when the freaks creep when we sleep, glock toking fiends
That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police
Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice
Cops frisk with the glock clips, now they stop and freeze,
On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time
No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine
Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock
So take the stage just show me what you got
Champ with a pencil thats the glock
Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top
And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that
Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,
They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet
I spit up on the block like a glock and the rest are dead,
Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop
A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,
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