lirik lagu glock talk back – skribbal
f-ck around and get shot
motherf-ckers run they mouth and get popped
i ain’t got no time to f-ck with them lames
run yo sh-t b-tch, you might get got
sn-tch that chain, sn-tch that watch
aim that ak, let that off
want that smoke… i grip that steel
this that dope kid…. this that real
f-ck yo b-tch, she dont want your -ss
thats why shes comin to you for the cash
then shes comin right back to my lab
sniffin them keys while she lettin me smash
like godd-mn i ain’t never felt no p-ssy this hot
love the way your b-tch rides my c-ck
she loves a motherf-cker with the sk!lls to rock
and i got them sk!lls buddy, you do not
talk that sh-t kid, talk that sh-t
pop that.. my glock talk back quick
imma go get em ma, imma go get em
imma go get em ma, lemme go wet em
f-ck around and get shot
motherf-ckers run they mouth and get popped
i ain’t got no time to f-ck with them lames
run yo sh-t b-tch, you might get got
sn-tch that chain, sn-tch that watch
aim that ak, let that off
want that smoke… i grip that steel
this that dope kid…. spit that real
jay!
(jaysin the sin god)
im the boss, you can’t talk like that
i dont say much outside of these raps
not a man of many words but my glock talk back
i dont look for n0body, i just toss a couple stacks
to the homies then they find where ya grandma at
put some holes in her head like the top of a hat
sin militia mob boss, i’ll getcha -ss whacked
for the price of an iphone and new some air max
sin god and force 5 bith we takin’ lives
i know some junkies that’ll dead you if i get ’em high
what i say is cut and dry, you can’t run and hide
feed you to the demons deep inside
b-tch you’re gonna fry
talk that sh-t kid, talk that sh-t
pop that.. my glock talk back quick
imma go get em ma, lemme go get em
imma go get em ma, lemme go wet em
talk that sh-t kid, talk that sh-t
pop that.. my glock talk back quick
45 hit through ya low ride whip
roasted.. we ghostin’ a low life snitch
f-ck around and get hurt
motherf-ckers runnin, hittin’ that dirt
bustin’ – they rushin and clutchin the word of they god
but that cross don’t work with this bird
i really wish a motherf-cker would come and test my pistol
im a straight up skitzo
a f-ckin pitbull off his leash, imma beast on that crystal… sicko
now f-ck wit that (f-ck wit that)
f-ck wit that (f-ck wit that)
f-ck wit that you b-tches too b-tch to bust back
and thats a fact
f-ck wit that!
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