mc money & gangsta gold – glock tight, smoked out lyrics
hook:
smoked out on the scene
glock tight
glock tight
glock tight
smoked out
glock tight
smoked out
smoked out on the scene
verse 1: gangsta gold
lollygaggin’ with my friends, how we goin’ on ’a stang
laid back relaxed, smokin’ ‘a fat mack, sippin’ on some tang
passin’ blunts back+to+back, n+gga wanna silly talk
b+tch get yo ass (???)+ finna commence to walk
i don’t need no anna ’cause it kinda like blow my high
test my f+ckin’ pimpin’ like ‘a hoe and watch me make ya cry
gold this, gold that always gotta call my name
n+gga is this p+ssy the only thing you know inside that brain?
i know i got ya sprung and ya cum like ‘a 8th grader
f+ckin’ for ‘a minute and your nut comes out 5 seconds later
you old enough ya say ya tough ‘n yet ya ain’t fulfillin’ me
only thing i love in yo pants is ya f+ckin’ crease
if it ain’t your weed or your money that ya wanna share
be gone like a (???) sorry b+tch (??) just a nightmare
the indo dope that i smoke can cause me to k!ll a man
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