lirik lagu america’s most wanted – gripping the glock
[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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