Luyện nghe bài hát Mask And Da Glock

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hangin out tha holdin tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet catch ya lil ass slippin
glock bustas droppin niggas duckin from dis shit
mask on my no decription of who made this hit
thinkin "who was it?"
bitch, it was six
devil thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick bitches I clizzick
of blood no suspects only victims laying dead
shells laying in their bodys, its the bullet lead
now niggas in da morgue and I could give a less
keep my business quiet as kept, mothers in black dress
headed back to my fuckin
project ridge grove
hustla raised gangsta raised up in ???
now your the one got me reachin for my hip
no friends in the game in the spot victim of my
fuck all you bustas step and gonna die
comin at yo ass victim of a drive by.

(course)x4 break out the mask and the glock and get rid of you (pop pop till you drop body full of holes)

straight from the bitch, ridge grove is my stomping ground
you niggas don't make a move, you don't make a sound
sawed-off and nigga glock back in for the 94
tellin all you punk bustas man, bring that shit to the
i'm able, unfadable no nigga can wit dis
you talk all that to yo mouth goes my fuckin fist
I'm jackin bitch so go home and get yo gat
you better take cover hoe 'cause shit is on like that
squeezin my trigger blastin to take your life
your niggaz done got all down so you to pay the price
jumped in the fuckin ride loced up like head to toe
I out a sack of ink rolled up as we start to blow
my gat is tight in my hand its too to break and run
my bullets ejected bitch got shot by teflons
on a spree, killin see, welcome to the side
its too to run bitch, victim of a drive by
(course)X4