Luyện nghe bài hát The Glock

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

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

I handle my plastic, gunplay I
No coke, dope mixed down with on record
Broken and crafted in seconds
choice, the golden voice still peppered

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On the beach truck, with Hawaiian ice
Diamond twice the whole city thought I bought
Blew you, doodoo, picture the fog iced out
Eighteen karat rap noodles

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

Up at Killa Bee headquarters, rips is poured up
I saw [unverified] sippin' Henny from a out cup
Yo with the blunt, vibratin' off the hip
I sit took, three off the honey-dip

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

Queen, couldn't jack Monk
Probably find him in Doc Doom's back
Bdoodoodoo, I'm up at the Wu
Readin' Malcolm's, "Any Necessary"

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

Don't with mine, Clan give 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, legendary rhyme
Code name Charley Horse, with blind force
I set it and wreck for cash credit or check
You crabs test, measure 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 merge

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

This is grown man talkin', I split your head
I'm from the East where the run red from the bloodshed
Hit for the rice and peas
'Nuff respect Father E tumbled at

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

From matter to the big crunch
The came in a bunch without one punch
Rare glimpse from the, advanced, proved unstoppable
Reputation enhanced, since the cause was

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

Delivered in a vivid fashion with
The couldn't verify the authenticity
The rhyme came from the pressure of
Then it was out, on the ground to pave streets

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

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