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Mask & Da Glock
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
$lick $loth
$lick $loth
Vocals
Three 6 Mafia
Three 6 Mafia
Sampled Artist
Trippy tha Kid
Trippy tha Kid
Vocals
Yung Mutt
Yung Mutt
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Lyrics
Kyle Destefano
Kyle Destefano
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Letra

This a $crim beat Here comes the pain! DJ $crim with that 808 Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, break Bre-Bre-Break ($ui) out the (Cide) mask and the Glock (Boy$) and get rid of you Pop, pop, ($lick $loth) 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes Uh Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you (Rrra) Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, break Bre-Bre-Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop, pop, 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes Ain't got no job, so I steal and rob Mask and the Glock, keep it hot This that ghetto god, popping shots Bumbaclot fresh up out of jail Got that devil in me with that semi loaded, have your pockets empty This a stick up, stick up This a stick up, motherfucker Load my clip up, click up Point it to his dick, sucker Bust the first one, go dumb Toe-tag a motherfucker Catch him slipping, no description when that ski up on my face Now he victim of my mission to get that money out the safe For that paper, I don't play Call Uzi to make this play and tell him– Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes (Yung Mutt) Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you ($uicideboy$) Pop pop 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break ($uicide 5-9) Break out the mask (Suckas they say) and the Glock and get rid of you (Suckas they say) Pop pop 'till (Suckas they say) you drop,(Suckas they say) body (Suckas they say) full of bullet holes Suckas say they hanging ten, so I leave them hanging out to dry, bitch I'm the great white of the Grey Five Nine Hibernating from nine to five Then it's back to buzzing with my cousin in the hive We been some busy bees, not after honeys just them dollar signs Still finding time to smoke, call me Papa Pine Spot a spine Chop and grind Spark a shine Top of the line, I'm mopping slime Yeah, that's right I'm clean as fuck Fuck your team you punk Had your hoe's pussy for lunch Fuck dinner, I'mma kill her Dump her body in the river Shivering shoulder like a blizzard in Boulder Colder than a dead body Ahhhhh Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes Trippy tha Kid! Uh Why? Why? Why? Why do I do this to myself? And why I am fucking with my health? I really don't know But you really don't know me Or what I got under my belt? I'm champion, I'm ready to rumble Pass it around like weed in a huddle Crazy, wild, get buck like uncle Fuck what you want, I love what I got Don't fuck with the kid, I'm dope with the bundle Banging like thunder, above and beyond While you standing under my feet in umbrellas, I'm making it rain This acid I spit, I kill it for days I rap because I love it, you do it for plays Yea, I love views but I rather be great Than just be okay and get bitches for days While you fucking that skank, I make love to my wave I become my music, I do not abuse it, this isn't a phase Bitch! Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you Pop pop 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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