Luyện nghe bài hát Mask And Da Glock

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hangin out tha window holdin to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet catch ya lil ass slippin
glock poppin bustas droppin niggas duckin dis shit
mask on my face no decription of who this hit
bitches "who was it?"
bitch, it was six
devil thoughts, thoughts, trizzick bitches I just clizzick
of blood no suspects only victims laying dead
shells in their bodys, its the fucking bullet lead
now in da morgue and I could give a fuck less
keep my business quiet as kept, mothers in that dress
headed back to my hood
project born ridge
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
fuck all you step and your gonna die
at yo ass victim of a fuckin drive by.

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

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