Pass the glock, word up Pass the glock, uh, ha (T Squaders, T Squaders) You can't stop T Squad, you can't stop T Squad Can't stop it, can't stop it
[Prospect] Pass the glock word up Pass the glock (T-Squaders) uh ha, (T-Squaders) [Armageaddon] *whispering in background* You can't stop T-Squad You
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Everybody likes to take a holiday,everybody likes to take a rest Spending time together with the family Sharing lots of love and happiness. Come o ring
well i lied i lied to you again i said i wanted to be friends i said that it would never end but i was out before it began i bit my nails and rode away
meat was poor Y'all niggas couldn't live my life, I've been through it Stretched up in hospital beds, fed fluid Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through
that drive Volvo's and Rodeos Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded
out at the disco Two brothers stepped up to me and said "Hey yo, Ice we don't think you're down what set ya claimin'?? He drew the Glock, yo my set's
, junior pimp sweat out, punk So I can give your bitch the Evil E jump I love you honey, sure, listen up, listen clear After the show, yo ho' hit the rear Backstage pass
cleaner, wanna know can she suck me Ugh Ugh Ride the short bus to class I made a Z on my report card so ii passed Raise my hand in the class when we do
name and bring the whole city out Doin' what I do best, D-boy stuntin' New car, old money D-boy stuntin' Stepped in, cleaner than a new Glock 40 My nickname
Yeah! - I tell 'em ride on 'em! - Then they ride on 'em! Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em! Head shot, .40-Glock blow his mind on him They
, pick one, this one, classic Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic Why this, why that, lips stop askin Listen to me baby, relax and start passin Expressway
his music, check it (I) Fuck with your soul like ether (Will) Teach you the king you know you (Not) "God's son", across the belly (Lose) I prove you lost already Ay yo, pass
t owe you niggas nothin' Call me two fingers when you see a nigga stuntin' Black Philip drummin', limousines of the Hummer Penthouse sweet, pretty beach I call the summer Lotta homies pass
like he say Then flip again, in the Land, got tha upperhand cause I got tha gripping good delay If you niggaz can dash, wit' tha lethal mass and then pass
