It’s The Glock

Lyrics

[Hook/Sample] It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped, nigga It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped, nigga It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped, nigga Glock that'll get yo ass popped It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped, nigga It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped, nigga It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped, nigga It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped [Verse 1: DJ Paul] (It's the Glock) that I will use to 187 a fool Tryin' to be hard like he got somethin' to prove (It's the Glock) that got .45 written on the side That I be aimin' to commit a homicide (It's the Glock) that I'll be pointin' to pop A washed up busta on my j'izz'n'ock (It's the Glock) that's in the hands of the 6-double-6 Mafia niggas who'll be shootin' on you little bitch Murder on the menu, for you and your friends, fool How can you get some when the Triple 6 got over a hundred guns Never underestimate the ones that you might think is weak Or be the trigger man that'll kill yo ass down next week By run up on ya, lettin' loose of the milli' rounds You know you good as gone when you Hear the boom boom sound That's just a noise that the G-L-O-C-K make That's why I'll never bother about a nigga that's frosted flake [Hook/Sample] It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped, nigga It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped, nigga It's the Glock that'll get yo ass popped [Bridge: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] [Verse 2: Juicy J] Niggas can't not see that the Juicemanne is very sick Don't think I won't walk up, and go kill a bitch How the fuck you figure? Never underestimate a nigga 'Cause that he might look smaller, you're a little bigger [?] uptown before I put a punk bitch in check Cock back the hammer of my tone, and shoot for his neck Raised in the heart of Gooch Park and the Evergreens Stay strapped all the time with the Glock Seventeen And I bet niggas wonder where the Juicemanne got it from When I pull it out, nigga, you better break and run So, it's that black thing that puts a busta in his dreams Pop, pop, with the Glock, bodies drop, bodies drop