| G-L-O-C-K, ayy
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| The fuck?
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| Paper Route business, Taliban
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| I pledge allegiance to the streets, all I know is trap
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| I’m Emmitt Smith with the pack, watch me run it back
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| Two black straps, let em fly, Jill and Jack
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| All I do is stack, yeah, rack after rack
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| Okay, okay
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| South Memphis you know where I’m from
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| Got choppers just like Vietnam
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| I feel like I’m Rocko the Don
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| I’m ballin' just like no tomorrow
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| I might buy a gold Audemar
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| Your shit out the middle of the mall
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| Where the Visine that I bought?
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| Like Shaggy I’m ridin' with my dog
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| Kick in your trap like kung-fu
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| Finessin' you, check up the deuce
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| All this blue, I play for Duke
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| My pockets fat like Bruce Bruce
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| I’m ballin' hard, fourth quarter
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| I just fucked somebody’s daughter
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| Call up the plug, make an order
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| If we don’t agree, I extort him
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| I got them P’s on the way
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| I brought out my racks today
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| Nigga this shit not a game
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| You play, you get shot with two K’s
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| Ride with this shit like I’m Cain
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| Mask off and I got the flame
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| I’m a big dog Great Dane
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| Glock, I bet your bitch know the name
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| I’m just a young rich nigga, shit all I do is trap
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| I’m Emmitt Smith with the pack, watch me run it back
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| Two black straps, let em fly, Jill and Jack
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| All I do is stack, yeah, rack after rack
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| Put his brains on a pavement
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| I call the shots like Tom Brady
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| Choppers and Glocks like the navy
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| Dodgin' these hoes like The Matrix
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| Guttin' your bitch like I’m Jason
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| Slavin' your ho while you savin' her
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| Damn bro where your cape at, huh?
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| This gas so loud man I can’t hear nothin'
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| Spent six figures on guns
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| Damn near a million on drugs
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| Forgis sit up like some dubs
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| Foreign clothes I’m still a thug
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| I feel like three-six, where the bud at?
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| Tommy gun act like a Rugrat
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| Ice on my neck, your bitch love that
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| Smokin' Backwoods 'til my lungs black
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| My chopper kickin' like FIFA
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| I’m ballin, I need an arena, ayy
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| Come get your bitch off my penis
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| She suck me clean, algae eater
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| I got more stripes than a bengal
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| I got more stripes than a zebra
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| Somebody please call Adidas
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| And tell 'em to sponsor Glock Season
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| I’m just a young rich nigga, shit all I do is trap
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| I’m Emmitt Smith with the pack, watch me run it back
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| Two black straps, let em fly, Jill and Jack
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| All I do is stack, yeah, rack after rack
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| The fuck?
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| Ayy, ayy |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All I Kno Is Trap , by - Key Glock. Song from the album Glock Bond, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп