[DJ Paul]
I got, I got my glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me wit some more, if you don`t hear me
So I split your wig
Glock, glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me with some more and hit me wit some more
And hit me with some more
[Frayser Boy]
Posted on the fuckin track
Tryin to make these ends meet
Yorks real close as I`m walkin up and down the street
Tryin to get this fuckin money, a nigga like eatin steaks
Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin fake
Shit is gon get real if you think about testing me
I know you wanna see me gone or see the law arrestin me
You know the game dawg, you bring it and I`m gon fuckin finish
Yeah I know your chest hurt, nigga it`s a bullet in it
I got that glock in my draws without a thought or a pause
I`m also dodging them laws, slippin away from they paws
You better gimme respect, before you feel from Tech
We`ll leave your whole body wet, with bullet hole in your neck
Leaving your dick in the dust, niggas like me you can`t trust
So run ‘round fuckin with us, pull back the trigger and bust
I`m out here makin this loot, quicker than a prostitute
So if you gets wrong, best believe a nigga gon shoot
[DJ Paul]
Glock, glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me wit some more, if you don`t hear me
So I split your wig
Glock, glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me with some more and hit me wit some more
And hit me with some
Glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me wit some more, if you don`t hear me
Split your fuckin wig
I got my, I got my, I got my glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me with some more and hit me with some more
And hit me with some
[Frayser Boy]
I ain`t cut out for no 9-5 so I sell this fuckin dope
Got a extra package in my draws for a nigga though
A million dollar dope track, that`s what I got workin
End up on the wrong track, ho you gets a fucking hurtin
Eyes in front and in back of my head man
That`s how it gots to be, if I want to maintain
Cause these ho ass niggas, they`ll try to catch you fuckin slippin
So, I got that glock and you know I`m bout to start trippin
What you gon do, when I break up that fuckin heat
It`s gon be like Halloween, callin “trick-or-treat”
Frayser Boy, got a toy, will make example
Knock you down to the ground, on head I trample
Glock to your mind, and I`m pullin the trigger
Ain`t takin no shit from no ho ass nigga
Whoopin ass, takin names, that`s how I get down
When I come in presence, best not to make sound
[DJ Paul]
Glock, glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me wit some more, if you don`t hear me
So I split your wig
Glock, glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me with some more and hit me wit some more
And hit me with some
Glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me wit some more, if you don`t hear me
Split your fuckin wig
I got my,I got my, I got my glock in my draws
As I walk the motherfuckin track
Hit me with some more and hit me with some more
And hit me with some
