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glock jones - what you ain’t know كلمات أغنية

[intro: glock jones]
(iceyboy)
ayy, glock jones for real, n_gga woah (this chicago n_gga!)
toting hundred glocks, for real, n_gga, woah
n_gga bang, n_gga what, n_gga bang, n_gga what
n_gga bang, ayy, ayy n_gga bang, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go (808 [?])
i’m that n_gga uptown, i don’t know no f_cking top soulja
catch one of you n_ggas, that glock blowing
bend off them cars, drop shots on ’em
i get your address, it’s a go
you with your mother, n_gga? it’s a go
i put your b_tchass on the floor
you whip my sight, i swing my door

[chorus]
i been that n_gga, what, you ain’t know?
we got in that car and you ain’t go
i think he scared, these n_ggas ho
i’m in that drop top with a ho
lil’ brodie twelve, he tryna work
he get that switch and he gon’ kirk
i put a opp_n_gga in the dirt
i’m in that mode, i pop a perc’
i been that n_gga, what, you ain’t know?
we got in that car and you ain’t go
i think he scared, these n_ggas ho
i’m in that drop top with a ho
lil’ brodie twelve, he tryna work
he get that switch and he gon’ kirk
i put a opp_n_gga in the dirt
i’m in that mode, i pop a perc’
[verse 1: glock jones]
hop out on all them n_ggas
i don’t f_ck with none of them n_ggas
i got that drac’, i’m tryna go through
i’m ’bout to shine on n_ggas
lil’ bro just slimed a n_gga
yeah, we gon’ stand on that
these n_ggas ain’t got no hats
late night, jumped out with blatt
hop out the car, they be like “sh_t”
we up the street, we doing sh_t
lil’ shawty bluffing, ain’t doing sh_t
i blow that hot sh_t from that stick
he tried to move, his ass got hit
i hit like ten shots from that fifth
and i could drag, i put that work in
i got a car, okay, let’s work then
i’m in the red vette, call it [?]
i’m on their one_way letting shots off
blow that drac’, knock his socks off
when that tape come, n_gga block gone
free my men, they doing years
i f_ck with wop, i f_ck with giz
i f_ck with mook, he toting driz
i pull up, hop out, be like “yeah!”
just talked to memo, free my heart
might get on facetime with the opp
i show my chain, i show my watch
we be right there in ten, just watch
i blow that glock, i blow that drac’
i f_ck your b_tch, i pull her lace
f_ck ert, they bust that mace
shoutout my man, he beat that case
lil’ b_tch, she bad, want lululemon
i bend her over and get right in her
i got that drac’ thing for you, n_gga
i ain’t bump that ap in a minute
we got that drop on cuz, spin it
i got that cash, racks, spinning
tre just hopped out with that glizzy
i let my nuts drag through the city
[verse 2: gizwop]
just made that drac’ thing real sound fully
got 7.62s for a bully
when i catch him, i’m gon’ cook him
over the jail, the opps, we cook ’em
n_ggas capping, n_ggas cookie
they shooting out cars, these n_ggas rookies
i’m tryna k!ll then get more hats
i catch his ass, shoot him to death
just like a soldier, i’m gon’ step
i’m in them cars, you know i’m that
we just gon’ slide, we ain’t gotta prep
ran into n_ggas, they got pressed
they know i’ma score, i can’t be checked
i’m shooting my gun, gotta know i’m a vet
and i’m f_cking with glock, tryna go up the _
’bout to go on the opp n_ggas’ tour with a blatt

[verse 3: no savage]
yeah, them boys compete on riding d_ck, i know for sure they got me beat
i catch his car, i get up close and pin his b_tchass to his seat
lil’ bro in the cell, he stuck on a leash
you know i done spinned all over the east
body after body, it ain’t no peace
n_ggas start dying when this sh_t get deep
n_ggas getting smoked ’cause they ain’t no vets
i could win a show and i’m toting this blatt
f_cking with his b_tch, i be gripping her neck
she only could eat ’cause i don’t want s_x
we f_ck on the low, i call her my slatt
it’s a broke_b_tch hype and she ain’t even that
know something getting striked, i’ma spin for a hat
three blocks, one night, it be set after set
she moving too fast, this b_tch got a cat
i bought her some ass, this b_tch bought a pet
i barely could f_ck her, the b_tch too fat
i know she’ll f_ck anybody with a check
i run up a bag, go hop on a jet
i f_ck up a slab, go back and finesse
know sh_t get bagged so i play chess
you try it with me and your ass get stretched n_gga, b_tch

- glock jones

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