Luyện nghe bài hát Mask And Da Glock

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

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

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