Lil X - Glok (Ft. YFNW Woods)

See I be riding with that chopper, yeah that's my buddy bitch;
Blood gang bullets, shoot you till' you're bloody bitch;
Snitches get stitches, so keep your mouth zipped;
S.O.D bitch, that's who I'm fucking with 'Leggo'
Chopper lay you down, to the ground, hundred rounds;
Keep a pound of that kush, throw away that Bobby Brown;
I be smoking like Jamaicans, eyes looking Asian;
Middle finger up high, fuck you if you hating;
Quit debating on your future, I'mma have to come and change it;
Shoot your head up off your shoulders, now it's time for new arrangements;
Keep that forty on my hip, shoot tht bitch til' he plankin;
Saying he's the shit, shoot him up, now he's stinking yup;
Bitch I'm so so tatted up, keep that nine don't add it up;
Subtract this like that bitch dead, two to the chest, one to the head;
I done came in the game from the bottom;
Lookin for the top bitch then I finally got em', now a on can't tell me shit;
Chain so cold shit and my wrist [hahh], switch flow up but I still put it down;
And I ride around town with a straight and a pound, any nigga want beef;
Better hide in a bush, cuz they about to get smoked, like this kush;
Blow them trees, like a breeze, get it free, spend no cheese;
Got a bad bitch grow all my weed, six gram blunt, all I need;
[Hahh] Then I'm on another planet, pass that mocha like I'm Spanish;
I said I'm on another planet, pass that mocha like I'm Spanish bitch;
I'm in the motherfucking building hoe
I got my ak 47 ready launch and lock it
Iv got my nine mill thn size of a rocket
Iv my flag hanging on my fucking bocket I’m aiming at this crips dude and I’m ready to target
I’m ready to pull the fucking trigger from he’s head to he’s toes

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