Glock

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3 months ago

Lyrics: Glock on my hip, ready to flip In the streets, where I take my trip Gangster hype, never gonna slip In the city where the gunshots rip Mama said, "Stay away from that life" But I'm out here, facing the strife Bullets fly, in the dead of the night Living fast, in this endless fight Gangster hype, under city lights Aiming high, in these cold nights Bullets blaze, in the moonlight Living fast, in this endless fight 999 on my wrist, diamonds and gold But the streets keep calling, my story untold Criminal mind, running so cold In this game of life, where the young grow old Got a trigger finger, itchin' to shoot In this life of crime, no time for a truce Sirens wail, as I make my route Living on the edge, can't hit the mute Gangster hype, under city lights Aiming high, in these cold nights Bullets blaze, in the moonlight Living fast, in this endless fight Behind the flashy cars and the chain Lies a story of struggle and pain In the concrete jungle, where we reign Through the smoke and the pouring rain So when you hear the shots ring out Remember the ones caught in this bout Gangster hype, with no way out In this world of whispers and loud shouts

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3 months ago

Lyrics: Glock on my hip, ready to flip In the streets, where I take my trip Gangster hype, never gonna slip In the city where the gunshots rip Mama said, "Stay away from that life" But I'm out here, facing the strife Bullets fly, in the dead of the night Living fast, in this endless fight Gangster hype, under city lights Aiming high, in these cold nights Bullets blaze, in the moonlight Living fast, in this endless fight 999 on my wrist, diamonds and gold But the streets keep calling, my story untold Criminal mind, running so cold In this game of life, where the young grow old Got a trigger finger, itchin' to shoot In this life of crime, no time for a truce Sirens wail, as I make my route Living on the edge, can't hit the mute Gangster hype, under city lights Aiming high, in these cold nights Bullets blaze, in the moonlight Living fast, in this endless fight Behind the flashy cars and the chain Lies a story of struggle and pain In the concrete jungle, where we reign Through the smoke and the pouring rain So when you hear the shots ring out Remember the ones caught in this bout Gangster hype, with no way out In this world of whispers and loud shouts

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