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america's most wanted - gripping the glock كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
biggety_bop, biggety_bop, creepin’ down another fool’s block
then with that facemask down, finna chrome shot
boom boom, bustin’ up into your hat rack
i’m peelin’ caps back, splittin’ n_ggas’ kool_aid packs
that’s why i roll with my windows tint
with my mac on the seat cuz i’m a threat to what they represent
buck buck, n_gga, lay down
biggety_blam, biggety_blam, you motherf_ckers better stay down!
this buck run up, try to buck up
i’ll let this glock one eighty seven dance and you’ll be f_cked up
abra kadabra and dust to dust
my people one eighty seven, buck buck, when i bust
bing bing, bing, with them lethal hands
now they blood in sand cuz that phat 4_5 jammed
i had to box with the po_pos
they tried to mock a motherf_cker and treat me like a yo_yo
i had to straight pull a gaffle
i let them chambers go and left his back in the gravel

[hook]
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight jackin’, straight jackin’
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight jackin’, straight jackin’
[verse 2]
step back, make a hole for the loc d_ck
n_ggas jock when i drop this dope sh_t
n_gga, pop, n_gga, drop, n_gga, pop pop
tear it off in that ass two four seven with this hot glock
hollow tips got ’em jacked back, i’m like a black gnat
cuz i be peelin’ n_ggas’ caps back
psycho, return of the dead
i got this glock givin’ motherf_ckers pumpkinheads
i’m a maniac, lunatic, n_gga, no f_ckin’ chips
i hit the toxic blunt, now i’m seein’ sh_t
n_gga, what? n_gga, blam! leave ’em all dead
i’ll let this glock tap dance on your forehead
bring it to ’em like this
a rat a tat a tat, boom, hocus pocus, b_tch!

[hook]
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight jackin’
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight jackin’, straight jackin’
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight jackin’, straight jackin’

[verse 3]
tiggety_trip, tiggety_trip, don’t trip, no sh_t
flip the clips, cuz they take
riggety_rippin’ like norman bates
i hit the blunt and now i’m tip_top
i got them black mac_11 clips taped to my flip_flops
i’m like a nighty_night stalker (ooh!)
lightin’ up sh_t cuz i’m a motherf_ckin’ mobster
biggety_block! f_ck it, let’s toe_tag ’em
my chopper’s spittin’ fire, so you know they had to bodybag ’em
n_gga, they whole family got toe_tagged
i left the scene lookin’ like a bliggety_bloodbath
with bl__dy sh_t drippin’ from my figgety_facemask
the pet bird made a noise so i bucked his ass
a maniac, don’t f_ck with me
cuz i’mma pop that ass in front of god and everybody
a buck wild try to buck up
i’ll let this glock one eighty seven dance and you’ll be f_cked up
[hook]
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight jackin’, straight jackin’
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight jackin’, straight jackin’
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight jackin’, straight jackin’
doin’ houdinis like a genie grippin’ the hot glock
straight sidewayz

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