lirik lagu mister glock 2 – paper route empire & key glock
[intro]
(yo, mannie)
(let the bandplay)
glizock
yeah
yeah
[chorus]
wockhardt all in my kidneys (wock’, wock’)
i’m one hustling*ass young n*gga, i got racks stuffed all in my denim (yup, yup)
i’m one money*getting*ass lil’ n*gga, you know that i keep me a pistol (baow)
yeah, i stayed down and my money got bigger, now they calling my mister (who?)
glock
yeah, yeah, mister sh*t on all his opps
yeah, b*tch, i’m mister flex a lot
yeah, mister stack it ’til it rot
yeah, mister don’t care what it cost
yeah, mister let that chopper talk
yeah, mister spend that sh*t and get that sh*t right back ‘cause it ain’t nothin’ (yeah)
[verse]
play with glizock, then you’re done
where i’m from, we shoot sh*t for fun
fourteen, smoking dope, shooting guns
yeah, fifteen, flipping os or onions
sixteen, taking n*ggas’ money
seventeen, had juggers jumping
eighteen, got locked up for hustling
nineteen, made a milli’, motherf*cker
paper route business, motherf*cker
i handle my business, motherf*cker
yeah, i get busy, motherf*cker
just mind your business, motherf*cker
run me my digits, motherf*cker
can’t sign no dealy, motherf*cker
nah, i can’t sign sh*t unless it’s eight figures, motherf*cker (the f*ck?)
yeah, f*ck all that, i ain’t selling my soul
i’ll just go back to selling them ‘bows
i’m sticking to the code
i’ll never put a b*tch before my dough, no
this on my soul
everybody know that i keep this sh*t on and i keep one on me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
everybody know glock don’t give a f*ck about a n*gga or his homie
self*made n*gga, yeah, i’m a loner
who want smoke? yeah, b*tch, i’m a stoner
ayy, come get your b*tch, man, you must don’t want her
yeah, i beat that thing up and you know i boned her
hit it out the park, yeah, i’m talking ’bout a home run
now i got this b*tch here gone*gone
she said that she love me long*long
time is money, b*tch
i am addicted to hustling, b*tch
remember them days i was struggling, b*tch
fast*forward that, now i’m having it, b*tch
yeah, winning, having this sh*t
money, choppers and choppers and sh*t
i keep me a bad*ass addicted lil’ b*tch
keep somethin’ on my hip and somethin’ to sip, n*gga, i got
[chorus]
wockhardt all in my kidneys (wock’, wock’)
i’m one hustling*ass young n*gga, i got racks stuffed all in my denim (yup, yup)
i’m one money*getting*ass lil’ n*gga, you know that i keep me a pistol (baow)
yeah, i stayed down and my money got bigger, now they calling my mister (who?)
glock
yeah, yeah, mister sh*t on all his opps
yeah, b*tch, i’m mister flex a lot
yeah, mister stack it ’til it rot
yeah, mister don’t care what it cost
yeah, mister let that chopper talk
yeah, mister spend that sh*t and get that sh*t right back ‘cause it ain’t nothin’ (the f*ck?)
[outro]
wockhardt all in my kidneys (wock’, wock’)
i’m one hustling*ass young n*gga, i got racks stuffed all in my denim (yup, yup)
sh*t, for real, though
yup, yup
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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