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mic-c - at all times lyrics

[chorus: lil e]
i got the glock in the car at all times
just in case a f-ck n-gga get in my way
and i keep a bad b-tch in pocket
just in case a f-ck n-gga wanna play

i got the glock in the car at all times
just in case a f-ck n-gga get in my way
and i keep a bad b-tch in pocket
just in case a f-ck n-gga wanna play
i got the glock in the car at all times

[verse 1: prince dreda]
you wanna play?
dreda
dead or locked in the kennel
from snitches running their dentals
invisible, when i get behind them tinted windows
it’s physical, my purpose ain’t nothing coincidental
no talking like instrumentals
when my choppa in the rental
i won’t surrender
shots to the fender, shut down the engine
the fully spitting bullets, hitting, splitting where you was sitting
i’m quick to come over fences
wherever you n-ggas posted at
m16 around my neck, with the rope attached
suspicious feelings, turf for tat
asking where the purple at
squeeze on whoever got the weed and tell him “purple that”
he ran into the perfect trap
i guess he wasn’t sharp enough
the way that n-gga hit the floor
i thought he was a carpenter
get down, yup
leave a foul mess
like the end of a boxing match, i ain’t got a round left
they came looking for a n-gga, but they found death
fire shots, tires popped
it ended in a loud wreck

[chorus: lil e]
i got the glock in the car at all times
just in case a f-ck n-gga get in my way
and i keep a bad b-tch in pocket
just in case a f-ck n-gga wanna play

[verse 2: mic-c]
i got the glock in the car
jam full n-gga, 21
get n-ggas the blues, like them long beach 21s
black thang, max payne
slide around with two guns
you rapping about them homi’s and bodies, but ain’t gon’ do one
that’s facts n-gga
i know how to rap
but you a rap n-gga
i know how to keep my mouth closed, you a rat n-gga
whack n-ggas, walk-ups
we don’t do the drive-by
b-tches say them n-ggas ain’t playing, they really slide slide
south side is iraq
north side afghanistan
9/11 terrorist, tv eater taliban
glock with todd gurley
knock the lettuce out your salad fam
keep guns like a cowboy
i’m a dallas fan
flexing on the ‘gram
you a l!ck
you gon’ get stripped
you gon’ get your f-cking house flipped
and your car bipped
flexing on the ‘gram
you a l!ck
you gon’ get stripped
you gon’ get your f-cking house flipped
and your car bipped

[chorus: lil e]
i got the glock in the car at all times
just in case a f-ck n-gga get in my way
and i keep a bad b-tch in pocket
just in case a f-ck n-gga wanna play

i got the glock in the car at all times

- mic c lyrics

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