ace twentyo - smooth criminal lyrics
[hook, ace twentyo]
we had them steel glocks like the pot we were p+ssing
red dot on the end of the smithen
that’s a red dot on the end of the pistol
red dot bet yo’ mother gon’ miss you
ain’t no talking n+gga ain’t no need to discuss it
i’m poppin percys man i swear that i’m bussing
steady throwing bread but i never could duck it
if that glock get to jamming i hit it then bust it
[verse 1: ace twentyo]
that boy too fly, criminal
and he sending subliminals
they not us, they envious
they tryna k!ll me, can’t k!ll me though
can’t k!ll me though (bang)
beat up that pack
[?] still where we are
i’m in the field with the k!llers and mobsters
seein’ what them n+ggas would do for a dollar
i started poppin’ them tags, gettin’ it up
and look at the fl!ck of the cartier
i had to get up a [?]
came out the trenches
now all these b+tches they howlin’
i never dropped outta school but somehow i didn’t fit with the image of scholars
[hook, ace twentyo]
we had them steel glocks like the pot we were p+ssing
red dot on the end of the smithen
that’s a red dot on the end of the pistol
red dot bet yo’ mother gon’ miss you
ain’t no talking n+gga ain’t no need to discuss it
i’m poppin percys man i swear that i’m bussing
steady throwing bread but i never could duck it
if that glock get to jamming i hit it then bust it
[verse 2: ace twentyo]
i’m drinking on wok this is not robitussin
pump fake and he move bet this glock get to touchin’
better get him a wrestler, i’m not with the tustlin’
i live for the pop of the glock in the moment
i play tag in this b+tch, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout laser
got the boys in the hood, i can’t even do favors
i was smokin’ them woods, then i switched to the papers
i was drinkin’ that juice, now a n+gga too faded
[hook, ace twentyo]
we had them steel glocks like the pot we were p+ssing
red dot on the end of the smithen
that’s a red dot on the end of the pistol
red dot bet yo’ mother gon’ miss you
ain’t no talking n+gga ain’t no need to discuss it
i’m poppin percys man i swear that i’m bussing
steady throwing bread but i never could duck it
if that glock get to jamming i hit it then bust it
[verse 3: dthang]
(glahh glahh)
(ayo y to the gz, gz to the sky never put an o before my y)
(rpt, gang gang gang)
(i bet my abuela know that)
look, look, huh?
and i got a red beam on my kn+b (red beam)
got a 36 up in this glock
and no we ain’t stop for cops (at all, at all)
she in love but she move like a thot (like how?)
i’m rpt gotta stay with my clock
i keep spinnin’, spinnin’ on the opps
it’s a no o zone when you come to my block
they know how we rock, like (huh?)
now we on they thots (now we on it)
she know it’s a heavy, i told her to pull up and shake up the spot (like shake it, shake it)
[hook, ace twentyo]
we had them steel glocks like the pot we were p+ssing
red dot on the end of the smithen
that’s a red dot on the end of the pistol
red dot bet yo’ mother gon’ miss you
ain’t no talking n+gga ain’t no need to discuss it
i’m poppin percys man i swear that i’m bussing
steady throwing bread but i never could duck it
if that glock get to jamming i hit it then bust it
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