Lyrics:
Glocked out in a fuckin' party
If you wanna try me, I'm YG
Slum Dogg lookin' like a billion
Got 6 K up in my teeth, ayy
Love me about that stallion,
a Nascar it go vroom, vroom
Then skrr, skrr before I blast off
She go up and down like NASA
Bike life on your bitch nigga
Pop a wheelie all in that pussy she
We gone get this bag, it don't never stop
Got to run it up to make it to the top
You was on the block and you ain't make a pop
When I'm by myself I
at the lip
What you want somethin
Get my gauge and pop somethin
Quick to pull out
Pop and I pop somethin
What tha fuck all y'all niggaz
Wanna know about tha
Nigga I'm scamming, I'm trapping no lacking I'm jacking might pop in yo shit on accident
I done hit licks on accident
I done sold bricks on accident
Glock (Bang)
Don't make Glo Gang pop (Bang, ayy)
Make you crash your car (Bang, ayy)
I'm smokin' on this gas, hittin' hard (Bang)
They like, "Damn, your
The club is packed so that's all
See my girls and all my doggs
Won't leave till the window's fog
It's the weekend, what you doin'
Get out the house, want
straight
And fuck a crooked cop tell 12 to they face
They can suck a dick and suffocate slowly by the way
No Denzel nigga you will never catch me with
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Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Welcome to misery where the killers pop it up
And when I say pop it up I mean dealing wit the tug of the gun
We can do it if anybody want it where
still wit'chu
Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just being real wit'chu
You see the truth is
Everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is
in, cash out
Hop in the bu, pop out
I'm with your boo, crop out
What the fuck you gonna do? You a cop out
How the fuck you get school'd by a dropout?
Right up under my shirt
When I pull away hang and bang
'Cause it all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
[Chorus]
You finally get hurt murked put
1-2-3
And give it to the D-R to the E
Yo, and one of the homies in the Dogg Pound
We straight pussy hounds bitch
You know I like pussy
So you can call me
busts, non-plussed
Swear to God, only momma had it sewed up
So fuck the company 'cause ya best ta keep on walkin'
While you can, 'fore my Doggs start
the room
For the silhouette
She throw it around
Go cray
She call me pop
I bang bang
She do the shit you can't
Classy but roll up the dank
Smoke smokin
I'm
Pop when they run done
Bodies gon' fall my Cleveland niggas what's up
Ya down for that thing gotta gang bang bang if you have to,
Beat ah nigga down
Bulldog, ayy (Bulldog), comin' through fuck the law (fuck the law)
Bang bang
Bitch I go by Jusglo (Jusglo)
Shoot yo' ass in yo' throat (in yo' throat,
naw naw we keep the toast by
Bread pop up lead from the toast fly
Heads drop out just for playing them both sides
We ain't never switching up shit
never aimed a gun
At nobody without shooting them
Niggas get off three E's, then
You listen to Snoop Dogg, oh, you a Crip now?
I treat my gun like
And you too Cole, the K Dots, the Snoop Doggs
The Jada's the Schoolboys, The TI's the true Hov
I been quizzed but now I'm put to the test
G'head and tell
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