Luyện nghe bài hát Cockin' My Glock

[* in the background *]
talkin']
Yo niggas! to hell?
be in danger!
C'mon!

[verse 1: The Biggie
In I show my power
can tell you how my material
Lookin' at the sky know who's Imperial
Cockin' my
Escobar was often on my
be stupid nigga
I get the money, I'm his niggas
In the of the stock
I got bitches fuckin' his
I in tha mangroves, in tha mud, in tha gutter
Breakin' the bottle, I'm the
The rap's prodigy to show you the Beretta
I'm up all ya cheddar
Yo Jim, them what I do

[Jim
"Hit until they're completely blue"

[* gun *]
[* lullaby in the *]

[verse 2: Jim
revives the dead
Your nose runs while my clip
Wanna to bet I'll not slip
I'm over his girl wit' my
Breakin' the bar wit' those who laughed witcha
I gotta Calico, you want to
You don't know what's my
a distance
I'll pluck his guts and you turn low
TBS detonates like

[* gun *]
[* in the background *]

[verse 3: J.
Look! J. Glock cockin' the
already hit my shoulder
But guess who run the
Just hear the girls saying "J. you hot"
I ice in the w-cup, I'm still on the grind
My on my mind, my money on my mind
When the black deep
You know that I put ya to sleep
Pullin' gun, firing in head
You my flow
When you my show, you contributed the dough
Oh! hey! Oh! Oh! my fo'-fo'
You're in my sights! I'm to go!
Yeah!

[* gun *]
[* lullaby in the *]
[* *]

[J. talkin']
His niggas even know how to cock!
You out the world!
'Cause gettin'!
T.B.S. Records!