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 bustas droppin niggas duckin from dis shit
on my face no decription of who made this hit
bitches "who was it?"
bitch, it was six
thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick bitches I just clizzick
plenty of blood no suspects only victims 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
project born grove
hustla gangsta raised bussiness 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 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 full of bullet holes)

straight from the north bitch, grove is my stomping ground
you niggas don't make a move, you bitches make 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, no nigga can fuck wit dis
you talk all that bulshit to yo mouth goes my 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 trigger blastin to take your
your niggaz got all down so you have to pay the price
jumped in the fuckin loced up like from head to toe
I out a sack of ink rolled up as we start to blow
my gat is in my hand its too late to break and run
my bullets ejected bitch got shot by teflons
on a spree, killin see, welcome to the side
its too late to run bitch, victim of a by
(course)X4