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GLOCK (feat. PGATES)
Hip-Hop/Rap
GLOCK (feat. PGATES) was released on July 8, 2025 by VEZPRODUCTIONS as a part of the album GLOCK (feat. PGATES) - Single
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Release DateJuly 8, 2025
LabelVEZPRODUCTIONS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM155

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
VEZ$
VEZ$
Background Vocals
PGATES
PGATES
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PGATES
PGATES
Songwriter
Chavez Smith
Chavez Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
VEZ$
VEZ$
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, I'm on the block with a dirty block **** goin' down, I'm on the block with a
Dirty block **** goin' down, I'm on the block with a dirty block **** goin' down, I'm on the block with a dirty block
It don't never stop, that bitch **** call the cops, but go and pick up the body parts
Never tell a soul, I use your blood for a painting art
I don't play no games, that **** scared, he had a change of heart
I'ma pick him up and slam him down on the concrete
I'ma chop your ass up, **** like some ground beef
Homeboy wack as hell, get the fuck around me
All my **** gon' shoot up the block if you fuck with me
All my **** gon' shoot up the block if you fuck with me
All my **** gon' shoot up the block if you fuck with me
I got a dirty clock, when I hit you, I'ma throw it away
Mr. Mob ****, one word, you be gone today
Everybody seen you with that bitch, she the police
Fucking with that bitch, I'ma bust you with this Glock
I'm on the block with a dirty clock, **** goin' down
Get a clip, hold 32, ****, I'm bustin' rounds
I'm on the block with a dirty clock, **** goin' down
I'm with the gang, will fuck you up, ****, will stump you out
I'm on the block with a dirty clock, **** goin' down
Get a clip, hold 32, ****, I'm bustin' rounds
I'm on the block with a dirty clock, **** goin' down
I'm with the gang, will fuck you up, ****, will stump you out
It's goin' down on the block, a hundred rounds in a Glock
Leave you paralyzed from your waist down when you shot
I don't wanna hear nothin' but the sound of the Glock
And you can call me anything but a clown, I'm not
I'm in the hood, tipped up, big bodies, Benz truck
Two K's on me, if you move, you get sent up
And if you don't play by the rules, they gon' send us
Big gold chain, no diamonds in this French cut
I'm with Pete Gates and that burn on squeeze
Bullets turn his face into hamburger and cheese
I'm like a locksmith, every day I'm servin' them keys
You never shot shit, go to do a murder and freeze
I'm on the block with a dirty clock, **** goin' down
Written by: Chavez Smith, P. Gates
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