Automatic Glock - Bizzy Bone

You better get yours, cuz i’mma get mine

With an automatic glock that’ll bust em' like 9 and 10 times

My (???) but we are gentlemen huh

Gimme my freestyle and pop that instrumental in

With a bounty on my head, and the county holdin' my mind

Angels grippin' my spine, dear lord, these are scandalous times

We livin' in revelations, nation against nation

Blood in the hood on the boat like Haitians

Me and little brother, we are runnin' for salvation

Everyday, comin' and facing temptation

Casin' joints, with the base and the point, the place with a dutch

Little joy, little souljah boy, you better keep your boys with no noise,

no voice, and (???) no choice

Runnin, we stop, you better watch the cops, you better get off the block

You mean to tell me that motherfuckers is still sellin' rocks?

And they mob with the glock, and they not (???)

Who do you think you are?

Dead in the heart

Dead man walking, man don’t even start

A tear for the above, but we thuggin' in the heart (???) with a sawed off

shotgun, let it spark, on the multitude, is that all you got?

Trying to shock the dude, and give him all he got

(???) in the heart

And laugh at him fast like (???) and the ark

Rubbin' the eye, you better hold that stash

Weeded out, and baby, even now

A poor child in the hood, no hood, no doubt, no wood, no mort, no dream,

no style

Ambulances, coroners, and some that never know no doors

Brain cartiledge up on that floor, it’s one friend, let me tell you one more

I say we (???)

Me runnin' from the popo, lost souls (???)

(???)This battle shield, spent check (???) a new millenium (???)

(???) Spit out your ass and y’all can breathe, we can leave

(???) That’s my (???), Never forget where we from, my parents was smoking weed

I piss on the tree (???) gun

After the rain the sun come (???) on my tongue like it’s a gun in my mouth

They said, my body (???)