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glock on my dxck - doc gruesome lyrics

[intro: doc gruesome]
ayy! yeah! yeah!

[chorus: doc gruesome]
b*tch, i walk with a glock on my d*ck, she a 45
drop on you spot where you live, then we finna slide
rot in the ground where you die, real sh*t
i be in the front yard with the lockjaw pits
b*tch, i walk with a glock on my d*ck, she a 45
drop on you spot where you live, then we finna slide
rot in the ground where you die, real sh*t
i be in the front yard with the lockjaw pits

[verse 1: doc gruesome]
b*tch, i’m in the front yard, movin’ where you go
lake full of p*ss and we’ll k!ll on my say so
lay low, got some shooters on my payroll
ready for the end sincе a day old
came away, no payroll sh*t, i done came up from thе dirt
i learned the game from my daddy, then i started pushin’ work
i put your brain on the pavement, now your face upon a shirt
i switchin’ lanes on you lames before i ever get burned
toe*tag a motherf*cker, leave ’em runnin’ for the door
coke in the pot with the soda on the stove
where your big homies at? you can ask about the bro
i got the gang up on my back, red beam up on the four
[chorus: doc gruesome]
b*tch, i walk with a glock on my d*ck, she a 45
drop on you spot where you live, then we finna slide
rot in the ground where you die, real sh*t
i be in the front yard with the lockjaw pits
b*tch, i walk with a glock on my d*ck, she a 45
drop on you spot where you live, then we finna slide
rot in the ground where you die, real sh*t
i be in the front yard with the lockjaw pits

[verse 2: jinxxd]
b*tch i walk with a miss, slack jaw on my d*ck
i be grippin’ on the 40, h*llhounds in this b*tch
p*ssy chained around my wrist, blood drippin’ on my miss
i ain’t ever give a f*ck, i’m finna hang up out the six
wind up with a broken brain, ain’t no mistakin’ me
f*ck your publication, tie you up, put on the cellophane
been in a lucid haze (haze), it been like every day
f*ck the world, hate ’til i’m gone, stay the f*ck away
watch them takin’ my credit, sick of the pain, sick of them saying my name
i can draw the end out dark consuming all my halo
i was bred from hate, no face, no love around my way
been up in the world too long, i think i lost my way

- doc gruesome lyrics

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