In my mind inhale the dust, fire power what I lust/ 211 is a must. Spirit chrushin what I does/ filling up the clip wit them full red tips/ holy shit, now u burn, let that FIYA set u free/ going on a killing spree. 225 set u free/ Wit a smirk I’m a creep/ feeling froggy go n leap/ setem up, Christmas tree, stocking full of buck shot/ moss berg moss berg 12 gauge unearth/ On the name of my thang g l o c k / 9 Milly shots leave u wit. A couple blood stains/ paranoia will destroy ya enemy’s all the same/ blood line on the front line on the front page/ got the Glock on the spot steady scopin for a spot / lurkin thru my city wit no pitty toting on my Glock/ 211 on my block, 187 if u stop tryna get me from my gwap/ by alerting all the cops
Guys im afraid to say that i found this song on tik tok, im ashamed really but mainly grateful that my soul is able to hear this banger before i grow old.
@@ripbozobannable848 [Verse] In my mind they turn into dust Firepower; what I lust 2-11 is a must Spirit crushin'; what I does Filling up the fuckin' clip With the bullets; red tips Holy shit, now you learn Let that fire set you free Goin' on a killin' spree 2-2-5 set you free With a smirk, I'mma grief Feeling froggy? Go and leave Lit 'em up, Christmas tree Stock is full of buckshot Mossberg, Mossberg 12-gauge, unheard On a lame, on my name, G-L-O-C-K Now I'm feeling strapped Hit me with a couple bust stains Never know ya' when we blow ya' head, to me, it's all the same Bloodline on the front line, pulled the front page Blood black on the guy's face Scopin' for a ride Lurkin' through my city with no biddy, loaded on my block 2-11 on my block 187 if he stops Tryna get me for my guap' But I 'lerted all the cops
