Luyện nghe bài hát Mask And Da Glock

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hangin out tha window holdin tight to my murder
hit the lights, creep up slow, lead catch ya lil ass slippin
glock poppin bustas droppin niggas duckin dis shit
mask on my no decription of who made 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
shells laying in their bodys, its the bullet lead
now niggas in da morgue and I could give a less
keep my business quiet as kept, mothers in black dress
headed to my fuckin hood
project born grove
raised gangsta 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 bustas step and 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 north bitch, ridge grove is my stomping
you niggas don't make a move, you don't make a sound
sawed-off and nigga glock back in for the 94
tellin all you punk bustas man, bring shit to the door
i'm able, unfadable no nigga can wit dis
you talk all that bulshit to yo mouth goes my fist
I'm jackin bitch so go home and get yo gat
you better cover hoe 'cause this shit is on like that
squeezin my fuckin trigger blastin to your life
your done got all down so you have to pay the price
jumped in the fuckin ride loced up like from to toe
I pulled out a sack of ink up as we start to blow
my gat is tight in my hand its too 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