Triple Six Mafia - Mask & Da Glock (Screwed N Chopped) | Текст песни

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• Triple Six Mafia
• Mask & Da Glock (Screwed N Chopped)

pop pop till you drop body full of bullet holes

hangin out tha window holdin tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead catch ya lil ass slippin

glock poppin bustas droppin niggas duckin from dis shit
mask on my face no decription of who made this hit[x3]

bitches thinkin "who was it?"
bitch, it was triple six
devil thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick bitches I just clizzick
plenty of blood no suspects only victims laying dead
shells laying in their bodys, its the fucking bullet lead
now niggas in da morgue and I could give a fuck less
keep my business quiet as kept, mothers in that black dress
headed back to my fuckin hood
project born ridge grove
hustla raised gangsta raised bussiness up in ???
now sorry your the one got me reachin for my hip
no friends in the game in the spot victim of my clip
fuck all you bustas step and your gonna die
comin at yo ass victim of a fuckin drive by.