번역: Desylva, 버디. 내립니다에서 글록.
번역: 던, 브룩스. 내립니다에서 글록.
I got my glock in my draws As I walk the motherfuckin track Hit me wit some more, if you don't hear me So I split your wig Glock, glock in my draws As
planted seeds in my seat when I wasn't lookin' Now, you ask me for my license registration Where the fuck do I work? What the fuck is my occupation?
niggas off in different sections Don't hate my message, destiny led to mimic Chastity for my daughter wad up a niggas Sherm And come listen to the sermon Swervin' in my
nailin' 'em all Y'all fall down from the ball checkin' out them draws hangin' them balls in Cleveland Watchin' my back when I'm runnin through my
don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks, hell, yeah, I stuffed 'em Police on my draws, I had to pause and yeah It's still muthafuck 'em, now my game is
my boys can eat You got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats Little suburb nigga never saw the streets Silver spoon ass nigga never drawed
on my side Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster You see a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in 'cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red tops
bomb plantin' and I'm ready for more Bitches gettin' in my party givin' head at the do All my niggas and my shorty's and get high in the audience I carry
my guns tight For my jimi in case my bullets have to take flight I'm cooler than gang When I rock hits, kick raps in vain Place boxed up so keep ya glocks
yuh brain tooma Fire from di nozzle just a bun yuh like a fooma Stack who nuh site yuh dead and dog a draw wey yuh Puma Fiber glass glock dat a mek out
can become rich That's how I make my living, I give em encouragement, "you're doing great!" Keep chillin while I'm flashing the glock in their face I
draw with the socks, Feeling ever more than a lot, I used to score shottins at the squats, Fuck it, duck it in the bucket seat, Spunked all my currency and my
ten floors .. *AHHHHHHH* Pull a fuckin headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this) I'm indoors, waitin for this acid to seep in my skin pores
a-fulka... Mr. Meth rep rep rep rep rep rep... For the cause Wu-Tang Killa Beez forever my niggaz Yeah...we put our draws in it...CLUE! [echoes] [DJ
my dirt I'ma hurt you [Verse One: Royce Da 5'9"] You must be ruthless, or you will die hidin Bullets is +Eeny Meeny Miny Moe+; don't put your foot in my
