Luyện nghe bài hát Mask And Da Glock

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out tha window holdin tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, up slow, bullet lead catch 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, evil thoughts, bitches I just clizzick
plenty of blood no suspects victims laying dead
laying in their bodys, its the fucking bullet lead
now niggas in da morgue and I could a fuck less
keep my business quiet as kept, mothers in that dress
headed back to my fuckin
project born ridge
hustla gangsta raised bussiness up in ???
now sorry 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 fuckin by.

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

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