Luyện nghe bài hát The Glock

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

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

I my plastic, gunplay I mastered
No coke, dope mixed down acid on record
Broken down and in seconds
Lady's choice, the golden voice still

Better, respect it, bitch
I rabbits 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 joints
general niggaz, five stars
Both arms rock when coke dropped we read a hundred palms

Silencers, bags of hash
For every cop we paid retired now the nigga on
Gash you out burner fast
You swing down 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 dudes is wack, it the Wu is back

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

And there's Boss Hog and white pit with the pink lips
Stan thought he was soft 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 the whole city thought I bought fubu
Blew you, authentic doodoo, picture the fog out
Eighteen karat rap between

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

Up at Killa Bee headquarters, full rips is up
I saw sippin' Henny from a iced out cup
Yo the blunt, two-way vibratin' off the hip
I sit took, three off the honey-dip

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

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

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

fuck with mine, Clan give you lumps in nine
Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can
shock, for some of us that's all we got
Whether you 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 wreck for credit or check
You crabs test, can't measure the

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

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

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

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 eyes can't see

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

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

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

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

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