Luyện nghe bài hát The Glock

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On the truck, stuck with Hawaiian ice
Diamond twice the whole thought I bought fubu
Blew you, doodoo, picture the fog iced 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 [unverified] sippin' from a iced out cup
Yo with the blunt, two-way off the hip
I sit took, three off the honey-dip

Now what you talkin'? You see my fronts sparkin'?
tryin' to hear what you dogs be barkin'
Read the headline, that was blast on Post
Dead King, thought he could ace

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

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

Don't fuck with mine, Clan give you lumps in
Let the smoke clear so the sun can shine
shock, for some of us that's all we got
Whether you ball or not, you can all be

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

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

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

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

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

From matter to the big crunch
The vocals came in a bunch one punch
Rare from the, strictly advanced, proved unstoppable
enhanced, since the cause was probable

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

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

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

So
So
So
...