Luyện nghe bài hát The Glock

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

It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of kid
Shoot out the speakers when my 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
down and crafted in seconds
Lady's choice, the golden voice peppered

Better, it, bitch believe
I pull rabbits out the hat, 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 is wack, face it the Wu is back

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

Silencers, bags of hash
For every cop we retired now the nigga on smash
you out your burner 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 fuck yo? Yo, what the fuck y'all comin'
Get the away from my door
We got big guns in here, over there
With blue bag and E pills under the chair

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

On the beach truck, with Hawaiian ice
twice the whole city thought I bought fubu
Blew you, authentic doodoo, 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 Bee headquarters, full rips is poured up
I saw sippin' Henny from a iced out cup
Yo the blunt, two-way vibratin' off the hip
I sit took, drags off the honey-dip

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

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

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

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

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 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 with me brace yourself
The Noble, Sir I mass
Known to blast vocals, and move global on you

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

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

From dark matter to the big
The vocals came in a bunch without one
glimpse from the, strictly advanced, proved unstoppable
Reputation enhanced, since the cause was

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

Delivered in a vivid with simplicity
The blind 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 is wack, face it the Wu is back

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