Glock with a Switch

Glock with a Switch - PGF Nuk

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Let's do it, we next Four Nick with a drum, a Glock with a switch Four Nick' with a drum, a Glock with a switch Made his ass run, but still, I won't miss Not shootin' off corners, we run up and blitz We be them butters, we got all the blicks Stand over his head, put one in his shit Play wit' them sticks like hockey and shit We got the bread, get paid for a hit Don't got no legs, no time to kick He got the guap, we take all his rolls Flexin' with ten, you should have pole Ain't got no time to be buggin' with hoes Ain't no talkin', they get exposed Back on the road, what I mean, it's a hunt Get on his ass, turn him to a blunt Get on his ass, turn him into Runtz, huh? Then back on the hunt This Big talk I mean it be rude Niggas be goofy and come out the blue Now shorty a opp, I definitely knew Now his ass dead, his OG blue Hop out gang, we gettin' 'em gone What? Get smoked like a bong Popout gang, we gettin' 'em gone What? It won't be long Shorty be T'd in all of his songs I want all the money I can't leave alone Shorty get scratched up in his VLONE Shoot at his back 'til his V Gone Hop outta the crib lil' nigga ding-dong I know where you live like that's my home If you out in the field better keep yo' chrome Niggas out here that'll hit yo' dome Fuckin' wit me he'll get shit splat I ain't talkin' McDonalds but I gotta big MAC Mouth closed case closed I ain't with the chit chat I be gettin' nervous lil' nigga get back Got a hundred guns chillin' at the kickback Can't stop shootin' 'til I get my lick back If you slidin' wit me lil' nigga sit back Niggas hit bro so we gotta hit back Nigga think he tough 'cause he off a little hitter Gotta .380 I be pullin big triggers I be on the block hangin' with the gang members Never switchin' up, I be with the same niggas This shit too easy, somethin' like a free throw Take a nigga pipe like my name Dee Bo Let's go, we next Let's go, we next Four Nick' with a drum, a Glock with a switch Made his ass run, but still, I won't miss Not shootin' off corners, we run up and blitz We be them butters, we got all the blicks Stand over his head, put one in his shit Play wit' them sticks like hockey and shit We got the bread, get paid for a hit Don't got no legs, no time to kick He got the guap, we take all his rolls Flexin' with ten, you should have pole Ain't got no time to be buggin' with hoes Ain't no talkin', they get exposed Back on the road, what I mean, it's a hunt Get on his ass, turn him to a blunt Get on his ass, turn him into Runtz, huh? Then back on the hunt