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glog song - terry boyd lyrics

[intro: terry boyd]

ay
ya this about that glock beat
yuh, uuuuuuu yuh
(hey)
yuh ooooh yuh

[verse 1: terry boyd]
i’m runnin’ a glock
you come out the sock
cause a n*gga to talk
you wanted my bop
and a n*gga keep running on scott
and you know i milly rock
and you bet im cummin; in my sock
and it go “scot”
bust a n*gga get flop
in and now with the mow
in and now with the show
i pull up and scot
and my n*gga got the glocks
wishin the callin’ the crotch
and callin’ the card
that n*gga you playin’
he runnin’ that card
i’m stealing the cards
they itchin for wallet
they all in my n*gga she callin’ my phone..(she callin’)
n*gga that accent, whats wrong? (i tell her)
n*gga you going at my peas?
i’m likin’ yo’ j’s
i might cop yo’ feet
it’s a hundred*yard run
and you n*ggas got the gun
if he ever play with me
imma sure make his run
watch i go up in your nose
it’s gon’ go up to your bone
and she callin’ my phone
and you know it’s tyrone
go
[verse 2: tyrone & terry boyd]
[?]
[?]
be loud!
and n*gga why you goin’ off at me? n*gga
[?] n*gga
i call the phone n*gga
you said “give me the roll” n*gga
i’m like, okay…
that’s a threat, n*gga
when i pull up on your block it gon’ be a glock
ak make your head rock as i scream
block with a glock
wait you tryna pop
make it pop
if you touch my sock, i’m gonna come straight out of the gutter
it’s gon’ be a blooder
there’s gon’ be a body
it’s gon’ be a shooter
it’s gon’ be a armor
there’s gon’ be a whole lotta black n*ggas
cuz we come from straight out the gutter
my turn!
we gon’ pop a n*gga

[verse 3: terry boyd]
hey, it’s a flat trigger
not them real n*ggas
it’s the heal n*gga
n*gga, you playin’ n*gga?
you want me to feel n*gga?
if you playin n*ggas, imma heal, n*gga
n0body that n*gga, no ballin’ my shoe
that n*gga who playin’ with that gotta gets to you then
you playin, you know i’m gonna shoot
the hundred and rockin’, i got it to you
i know why they got to brain
onto that shawty, you think it’s a game
and i keep playin’
you know i’m gon’ stay
i built that chopper, i bonky bang
and i keep, you ain’t gon’ do me
and im pulling out the uzi
in and now with the mow
in and now with the foe
in and now with the*
(ay here you go) [tyrone]
and you thinking it’s a joke
[verse 4: tyrone]
here you go. (ay) (ay)
you, all you p*ssy n*gga’s lame
you tempo lit to a baby doll
i said “oh oh, a call?”
you called the cops?
cuz you a snitch?
we’re no snitch!
we gon’ hit!
if you walk
to a ditch
it’s gon’ hit it
to your b*tch!
it’s gon’ pop your brain out
it’s gon’ go boom!
when i pull up imma see you it’s gon’ go whoo!
when i see you it’s gon’ be a hundred rounds
bend you down in yo’ puh with some pounds
ooh
when i went hard
you [?] lame
i said “oh, h*ll let it jose.”

- terry boyd lyrics

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