Luyện nghe bài hát Mask And Da Glock

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out tha window holdin tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead ya lil ass slippin
glock poppin bustas droppin niggas duckin dis shit
mask on my face no decription of who this hit
thinkin "who was it?"
bitch, it was six
devil thoughts, thoughts, trizzick bitches I just clizzick
plenty of blood no suspects only laying dead
shells laying in their bodys, its the fucking bullet
now in da morgue and I could give a fuck less
keep my business quiet as kept, in that black dress
headed to my fuckin hood
born ridge grove
hustla raised raised bussiness up in ???
now your the one got me reachin for my hip
no friends in the game in the spot of my clip
all you bustas step and your gonna die
comin at yo ass victim of a drive by.

(course)x4 break out the mask and the glock and get rid of you (pop pop till you body full of bullet holes)

straight the north bitch, ridge grove is my stomping ground
you niggas make a move, you bitches don't make a sound
sawed-off gangsta and nigga back in for the 94
tellin all you punk bustas man, that shit to the door
i'm able, no nigga can fuck wit dis
you talk all bulshit to yo mouth goes my fuckin fist
I'm 5000 bitch so go home and get yo gat
you better take cover hoe 'cause this shit is on like
squeezin my fuckin blastin to take your life
your done got all down so you have to pay the price
jumped in the ride loced up like from head to toe
I pulled out a sack of ink rolled up as we to blow
my gat is tight in my its too late to break and run
my bullets ejected bitch got shot by teflons
on a spree, killin see, welcome to the evil
its too late to run bitch, victim of a by
(course)X4