Lyrics:
Divac in this hoe
With a 9 cocked screaming hypocrisy tho
Finna wild in this hoe, finna wild in this hoe
Melancholy cool
Matthew McConaughey
the new-new
This is my possible moment of truth, shouts to Guru
Cocked the Glock, let it do the do like cock-a-doodle
Hospital, nah, growin' up only doctor
"This is it, remember, the front room". Then he gritted his teeth and
Sneered at me one more time and cocked an attitude before turning
Away into
me
Cocked mouthed and thirsty gotta keep my spirit lifted though
My spiritual, lyrical, it's hydromyrical
I'm comin' vicious though, wit a fully
caught you slipping
You's a rat, you ain't ready for the lifestyle
When the K's cocked and the lights out
What you know about not going in till it's
and he's fuckin' my hoe, yo
I un-cocked my shit,I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed
Man, fuck that bitch!
[Chorus]
Bitches can't hang with
matter 'cause you know I keep it movin,
Middle of the dance floor, lean, I'm grooving.
Baby cocked her bumper out, you know I gotta wind it,
When we
(Bun)
Servin' 'em rocks, nigga
(Bun)
Strapped wit them glocks and you know
(Bun)
Keepin' 'em cocked, nigga
(Bun)
Ain't they 'bout the bullshit
real soldiers on the frontline that's keepin' it cocked
They hold it down for they hood, throw it up, let 'em see it
So they can know how you G it, if
cocked
Spit fire, watch it better duck, you stuck, you crossfire
Thought you was the realest you said you caught, liar
Any time you at where I be, I'ma
and the weaves'll drop!
Rhyme-diesel heffer in it, don't stop, the glock cocked
Ready to penetrate with every one of my sixteen shots!
Don't be deceived by
dropped two colored flip flopped
Candy red lollipop
There's hoes in the parking lot
But I still got my glock cocked
New money motherfucker don't you see
Me and Billy the Kid, we never got along. I didn't like the way he cocked his
Hat and he wore his gun all wrong. We had the same girlfriend and he
real soldiers on the frontline that's keepin' it cocked
They hold it down for they hood, throw it up, let 'em see it
So they can know how you G it, if
On the block in the rock spot, Glock cocked, watchin' out for cops
All about their cheddar, young guns know nothing that's better
Like fuck a prison letter,
don't wanna fight me
Take yo ass on down the block
I keeps my shit cocked
So knock on wood cuz shit could get hot
On this spot, some niggas catchin lead
up
Not a care in the world, I never had a fuck
I stay cocked in the car
We're starstuck and on chuffed but ease up
I ain't Daffy Duck
Yeah, I made it
like thirty shots
He ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already cocked
Rodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock
Ced hopped out
motherfucking not
I got a motherfucking gun, and the motherfucker's cocked
And I'll point it to my head until I motherfucking drop
So thankless, but he knew
that
Now jiggle it around maybe jerk that
Now toot it up, and boot it up
I'm cocked and loaded, I'ma shoot it up
Now grind it, wind it
Now back it
a dime and I'm bet I'm gettin' served
Everybody know me probably saw me half-cocked
Drunk, high in the club bout to get it hot
Louisiana nigga, down
fa sho we got them hammers cocked
Look at all the dimes sweat us, they comin' by the flock
Look at the lil' hater over there, got him hot
Seen him
"You heard about what's goin' on in there?"
"Heard a lotta bullshit cocked, I know that much"
"This isn't bullshit, my friend"
"Do you know
and both of 'em locked
And they're loaded, like cocked twin Glocks that I'm holdin'
You better pause when you see these two dots on your colon
Fuckin' punks,
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