Gold Glocks (feat. Santos Santana)

Bust shots Grippin on 2 gold glocks Casin out your fuckin crib bitch I kept a close watch Try to Run up on me Got a blade in both socks Got you tied up santos waiting at the boat docks Hostile shit One shot from the pump will make your body flip I'm smashin on your girls box I'm feelin like I'm Roddy rich One hit from the blunt it gon hit you like karate kicks Bitch dont run your mouth one punch will leave your body fuckin stiff Oh my Point the tec 9 to yo face bitch Usually im moving low but not today bitch Coke lines Take a step back bitch Better watch yo words Ima pull up with ma gang bitch Cocaine Real dope fiend Bless the ak Bullets coming for yo brain Go spray Creepin with mane Killa dna Runnin through my veins