Ayy I'm a down South, diamond mouth Glock .9 toter (Glizock) Homicide gang, my young nigga 'nem the coldest Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young niggas be smokin' shit (fah) And they call me Glock I keep that Glock, but you should know this shit (yeah) I'll be right back, lil' bitch, I got some dough to get I hop up in my foreign, it don't matter which one, they notice it Got 30 in my clip even though I be on some solo shit (Yeah) My auntie seen my Jesus piece, and she said, "Goddamn, holy shit" This shit hittin' like Holyfield, yeah, I'm shootin' shit, you know I will (yeah) Gang 'nem tryna overkill, and the opps, they know we is (yeah) Bart chain cost a quarter mill' plus a 60, that's for real (yeah) Bitch, I'm signed to the field, yeah, I still ain't signed a deal Percocet's, no Benadryl, been gettin' money and still is Every time you see me, I got two cups, they like, "You still ill" (yeah) Every time you see me, I got it tucked, nigga, I still will Pull this motherfucker out my Amari jeans and pull the trigger (bah) Yeah, shoot a nigga like Mike (yeah) I jumped up off the porch before I jumped up on the mic' (yeah) Yeah, this shit just too easy, I be rappin' my real life (yeah) I'm ruthless just like Eazy, I ain't goin' without a fight (ayy), nigga I'm a down South, diamond mouth Glock .9 totter (Glizock) Homicide gang, my young nigga 'nem the coldest Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young niggas be smokin' shit (shit) And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this shit Hold up, lil' bitch, I got me some more dough to flip (hold up) Cash rules everything around me like I grow this shit (yeah) I just poured up a four of Tris, and now I'm floatin' and shit (yeah) Niggas act like bitches 'bout these bitches, but you know this shit (yeah) In the East Coast with my blicky, never leave without my stick (bah) Niggas rats, yeah, they be Mickey, me, myself, and I, the kid When I shoot this chopper, they like, "This nigga is accurate" (bah) When I shoot this chopper, they like, "This nigga is talented" (yeah) Money talkin' to my ex like, "I told you" (yeah) Yeah, my heart cold, but my wrist might be colder (yeah) I just got the drop, I told the opps I'm comin' over (skrrt, yeah) I just got the drop, I told the opps I'm comin' over (yeah) I'm a down South, diamond mouth Glock .9 totter (Glizock) Homicide gang, my young nigga 'nem the coldest Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young niggas be smokin' shit (fah) And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this shit (yeah) I'll be right back, lil' bitch, I got some dough to get I hop up in my foreign, it don't matter which one, they notice it Got 30 in my clip even though I be on some solo shit (yeah) My auntie seen my Jesus piece, and she said, "Goddamn, holy shit"
DY Krazy (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Glizock Yeah The fuck? PRE 5L Yeah, yeah (ayy) Yeah, I might just pay myself for a feature It's Glizock, I be fresh and I finesse just like a preacher It's MOB, I heard that it's cheaper to keep her But hell nah, I ain't stressin' 'bout no money or these bitches neither (uh-uh) Ridin' with a hundred shots up in a two-seater Say hello to my little friend, it's nice to meet you My top down, my eyes low, I'm smokin' on some ether My money long, my pockets fat, my pockets on Peter, nigga Yeah, my pockets on Peter Griffin Yeah, yeah, bitch, I been gettin' it (yeah) Nina on my side, I let it spit just like Nicki (fah) Too much money, they think I'm illuminati, this shit wicked (what's up?) Ayy, I'm too much for these niggas Ayy, I'm three much for these bitches Every day, I pour a four, codeine floatin' in my system Yup, my cousin, he's a bishop But, no, I ain't talkin' church, but we clappin' like we in one (bah) Ayy, I might just pay myself for a feature (yeah) It's Glizock, I be fresh and I finesse just like a preacher (yeah) It's MOB, I heard that it's cheaper to keep her (what?) But hell nah, I ain't stressin' 'bout no money or these bitches neither (the fuck?) This money got me turnt up, yup, yup, I just broke the meter (yeah) I'm flexin' on these niggas, shit, I had to drop a sequel (yeah) You know I rep that five, bitch, I do this for my people (yeah) I'm smokin' on some 'za, but my auntie call it reefer (that's dope) I'm ballin' hard on all my opps (opps), them niggas in the bleachers You know I call all the shots (all the shots), I hang with grim reapers You know we standin' on top (on top), them niggas just beneath us Ayy, fuck the rap game, just pay myself for a feature (yeah, glizock) Ayy, fuck the rap game, I'll pay myself for a feature Ayy, fuck the rap game, I'll pay myself for a feature, yeah (on God) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (on God) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (on God) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah
Get ‘Em 01:10 They Still Like Me 4:11 Cannon 7:39 Workin’ Em 13:24 SportsCenter 17:34 Welcome To The Concrete Jungle 19:50 Spitter 21:57 South Muzik 25:36 This Is What I Call Her 28:40 Dedication 2 31:24 Poppin Them Bottles 34:49 What U Know 38:37 Where Da Cash At 40:52 Ridin’ With The AK 45:15 Walk It Off 49:52 Hustlin’ 55:23 Gettin’ Some Head 59:21 No Other 1:03:55 Georgia… Bush 1:10:33 Weezy’z Ambitionz 1:14:31
Co o like that's what i meant I mean it twisst it up up tell them lil niggas keep frontend that's what I do do bs smoke blowing loc blood game poetry bitcg
Bro wtf, I remember being 17 and taking two double stack skittlez, green apple and blue dolphin, I got blisters on my fingers from snapping the whole track and on repeat, I was rolling hard asf for a youngen 🤦🏽♂️
...shid i was already what they call an old head when this tape came out. 2024 I still know most of the lyrics. I'll be 53 Aug 18th. Long live real hip hop🔥💯
The rate at which Wayne releases consistent top quality is never been done since. Quantity meets quality at its highest form. Had the streets on lock nationwide. At a time where you had to go actually get the music. Literally the greatest to ever do it. 2024
