Correction Lyrics Glocc Wit A Sticc by Sheff G

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I get the drop and it's lit
I just want a foreign, I catch em' I'm scoring
b*t*h I keep a Glock with a stick
This sauce I be pouring, I ball like I'm Jordan
My shooters pull up and it's click
My shooters pull up and they shoot sh*t
I get the drop and it's lit
I just want a foreign, I catch em' I'm scoring
b*t*h I keep a Glock with a stick
I just want a foreign, I catch em' I'm scoring
b*t*h I keep a Glock with a stick
This sauce I be pouring, I ball like I'm Jordan
My shooters pull up and it's click
My shooters pull up and they shoot sh*t
I get the drop and it's lit
I just want a foreign, I catch em' I'm scoring
b*t*h I keep a Glock with a stick

I keep a Glock with a stick
Pull up I flock at ya b*t*h, I'm letting go
Sleepy and Sheff in the cut
Gully on deck with the cut
Double G gone blow
Folding these n***as with chops
And these three n***as with [?]
I take a trip to ya block
And I'll [?] till' everything stops

Tell them n***as, wait, what
Never could spin on me, I keep the [?], glizzy tucked
Stank, stuck
Stay with the glizzity
Live or do liberty, bullets buffed
Staying on point, keeping it crackin', moving with havoc
Turn em' to joint
Gang gone raise up the point
Gang gone turn em' to darts can't [?]

So why they watching tryna to plot
They know we know M8V3N n***as never stop
Body twitchin from the shot
Peso peso, money comin' get the guap
Pray my n***as see the top
Gang tearing up a spot, free my n***as [?]
Dippin boppin on the cop
n***as talkin what they not, beat em' with the Glock

Stupid though thought it was tookie
But that lil boy just a rookie
He not a goon
n***as act tough and get cookies
Stop all the talking, you pu**y
You a baboon
Killers inside where you lay at, these shooters where you f**k your bae at
Now you can't go home
Stupid b*t*h leave me alone
Fore' I let it ring like a phone

Automatics stop the nonsense
Everybody stink like some empty armpits
My pill said I gotta get a job
A better option, when I was just catching cold [?] cause I ain't see the [?]
And I hurt my conscious. I'm tryna break my profits
a hoe bout' nine, I'm just tryna break his noggin, put in pain
But we move in silence

I'm doing dirty business
Clappin' out 30 kitchens
James Bond on a mission, ain't no intermission
Opps soft like kittens getting [?] or tradition
Go broke n***a they gone miss it
They gone shoot till' they get permission
Bullet holes in his body left his body in a bad condition
Sparked him up like a damn ignition
Sparked him up like an electrition
Hollow points for the ammunation

M8V3N gang f**k breaks
Gotta do what it takes, so I keep a pole
Gotta move from the fakes
for the snakes
n***as gotta go, most of these n***as be pussies
Actin' like something they not until they get shanked
n***as ain't with all that talking sh*t, my n***as be dropping sh*t leaving holes in n***as necks

See n***as watching me, actin' up
Gang get to buggin', we pack em' up
I get the drop and it's litty
Sheff'll get busy or I call up Billy and we could go 50 for 50
Had a dream about Biggie, he told me that my n***as wildin' take over the city
Member' nights in the trizak flippin' the prizack
Purge on the opps ima get that
Glock with a stick, better get back
Know that my n***as gone shoot for a fizak
.40's and .30's gone fly like a birdie
We spinnin' where you n***as live at
Spinnin' through empty the clip
Money be comin', I'm runnin' through hunnids
So I keep a Glock with a stick

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