Luyện nghe bài hát The Glock

Yo, yeah, don't none of that good shit in the beginnin'
Yo, spill drinks on ya, get on ya
Yo, yo, pinky shit, yo
That pinky ring yo

It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of kid
Shoot out the when my guns get Jurassic
Superbad, who am I? classic
The vandal's back, hands on Angela

I handle my plastic, I mastered
No coke, dope down with acid on record
Broken down and in seconds
Lady's choice, the voice still peppered

Better, respect it, believe
I pull out the hat, tricks up my sleeves
I air out the showroom, the can breathe
Fix weave, behold my expertise

I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is
I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, it the Wu is back

Take it back to the [unverified], leanin' gettin' rec punch
We in them authentic switchin' joints
Major general niggaz, stars
arms rock when coke dropped we read a hundred niggaz palms

Silencers, bags of hash
For cop we paid retired now the nigga on smash
Gash you out your fast
You swing hatin' me now respect get your fingers off the glass

I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, it the Wu is back
I got my uzi back, you is wack, face it the Wu is back

Yo what the yo? Yo, what the fuck y'all comin' for?
Get the away from my door
We got big guns in here, coke over
With blue bag and E pills stashed under the

And there's Boss Hog black and white pit with the pink
Stan thought he was 'til he bit his fingers
The had me dyin' yo, big fat nigga bleedin'
Big cat nigga all

On the beach truck, with Hawaiian ice
Diamond twice the whole thought I bought fubu
you, authentic doodoo, picture the fog iced out
Eighteen karat rap between

I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, it the Wu is back
I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, it the Wu is back

Up at Killa Bee headquarters, full rips is up
I saw [unverified] sippin' Henny a iced out cup
Yo with the blunt, two-way off the hip
I sit took, three drags off the

Now what you You see my gold fronts sparkin'?
Ain't tryin' to what you dogs be barkin'
Read the headline, that was on today's Post
Dead King, he could ace Ghost

Queen, even jack Monk
Probably find him in Doc Doom's trunk
Bdoodoodoo, I'm up at the Wu
Malcolm's, "Any Means Necessary"

John John, straight up hold the ice
So nice like New York had to name him twice
Name your price, I out then change the lights
Give you the same advice I gave my wife

Don't fuck with mine, Clan you lumps in nine
Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can
Culture shock, for some of us all we got
you ball or not, you can all be shot

New York, New York, rhyme boss
Code name Horse, bust with blind force
I smash set it and for cash credit or check
You crabs test, can't the threat

I dance on a like my name's Zab Judah
Rap barracuda, three XL
to get it perkin' and cause a disturbance
I'm thirstin, feel what I feel then we can then

Creep it the states in V8's and 12's
My weight's hell, fuck me then brace yourself
The Noble, Sir I mogul
Known to vocals, and move global on you locals

This is grown man talkin', coward I your head
I'm from the East where the streets run red from the
Hit Chef for the and peas
'Nuff respect E tumbled at ease

My brothers wait to squeeze the automatic
They need wreck like a drug dealer a addict
Floatin' on the 95, sting like a bee
Your hands can't hit what your can't see

From dark to the big crunch
The vocals came in a without one punch
Rare glimpse from the, advanced, proved unstoppable
enhanced, since the cause was probable

So you compare but don't blast
Through extreme depths, with the pen I hold
Watch the block thirst for one all
Shot 'em with the forgotten rainfall

Delivered in a vivid with simplicity
The blind couldn't verify the
The rhyme from the pressure of heat
Then it was laid out, on the to pave streets

I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, it the Wu is back
I got my uzi back, you is wack, face it the Wu is back

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