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Glock Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Creap
Length: 2:29
Written by: Brady Cwynar




Lil Creap - Glock Out Lyrics




You talk that shit, but you don't pop out
Pulling up no f*cking fists, I got my glock out
I'm coming to clean your block I got my mop out
I got a gun to your head
You're mad at me because your girl was sleeping in my bed
Giving me some sloppy head
He's the snitch in the room try shooting him instead
It would probably take you 2.3 seconds to have him dead (dead)
One glock .30 bullet right to his head

I'm a blood I'm not afraid to pop out
F*ck around, and blow the whole stock out
See the blue bandanas we gon' hop out
Run up punch you in your f*ckin' mouth
If an opp try to stop shit we gon' knock him out (out)

If I have something to say ima let my nuts hang, and
I know you sad cus' you can't do the same
I know you mad cus' you don't have all this fame, but
It's truly the haters that you should blame

You talk that shit, but you don't pop out
Pulling up no f*cking fists, I got my glock out
I'm coming to clean your block I got my mop out
I got a gun to your head
You're mad at me because your girl was sleeping in my bed
Giving me some sloppy head
He's the snitch in the room try shooting him instead
It would probably take you 2.3 seconds to have him dead (dead)
One glock .30 bullet right to his head

You can say shit, but you don't do shit
Nothing new bitch
You're a pussy boy you hang around with the snitch (snitch)
He's a faggot bitch when he's around guys he's always
Asking them to lick up on his tip (tip)

I'm a blood I'm not afraid to pop out
F*ck around, and blow the whole stock out
See the blue bandanas we gon' hop out
Run up punch you in your f*ckin' mouth
If an opp try to stop shit we gon' knock him out (out)

You talk that shit, but you don't pop out
Pulling up no f*cking fists, I got my glock out
I'm coming to clean your block I got my mop out
I got a gun to your head
You're mad at me because your girl was sleeping in my bed
Giving me some sloppy head
He's the snitch in the room try shooting him instead
It would probably take you 2.3 seconds to have him dead (dead)
One glock .30 bullet right to his head
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You talk that shit, but you don't pop out
Pulling up no f*cking fists, I got my glock out
I'm coming to clean your block I got my mop out
I got a gun to your head
You're mad at me because your girl was sleeping in my bed
Giving me some sloppy head
He's the snitch in the room try shooting him instead
It would probably take you 2.3 seconds to have him dead (dead)
One glock .30 bullet right to his head

I'm a blood I'm not afraid to pop out
F*ck around, and blow the whole stock out
See the blue bandanas we gon' hop out
Run up punch you in your f*ckin' mouth
If an opp try to stop shit we gon' knock him out (out)

If I have something to say ima let my nuts hang, and
I know you sad cus' you can't do the same
I know you mad cus' you don't have all this fame, but
It's truly the haters that you should blame

You talk that shit, but you don't pop out
Pulling up no f*cking fists, I got my glock out
I'm coming to clean your block I got my mop out
I got a gun to your head
You're mad at me because your girl was sleeping in my bed
Giving me some sloppy head
He's the snitch in the room try shooting him instead
It would probably take you 2.3 seconds to have him dead (dead)
One glock .30 bullet right to his head

You can say shit, but you don't do shit
Nothing new bitch
You're a pussy boy you hang around with the snitch (snitch)
He's a faggot bitch when he's around guys he's always
Asking them to lick up on his tip (tip)

I'm a blood I'm not afraid to pop out
F*ck around, and blow the whole stock out
See the blue bandanas we gon' hop out
Run up punch you in your f*ckin' mouth
If an opp try to stop shit we gon' knock him out (out)

You talk that shit, but you don't pop out
Pulling up no f*cking fists, I got my glock out
I'm coming to clean your block I got my mop out
I got a gun to your head
You're mad at me because your girl was sleeping in my bed
Giving me some sloppy head
He's the snitch in the room try shooting him instead
It would probably take you 2.3 seconds to have him dead (dead)
One glock .30 bullet right to his head
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Writer: Brady Cwynar
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