Glock In My Draws

[DJ Paul]
 I got, I got my glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me wit some more, if you don't hear me
 So I split your wig
 Glock, glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me with some more and hit me wit some more
 And hit me with some more
 [Frayser Boy]
 Posted on the fuckin track
 Tryin to make these ends meet
 Yorks real close as I'm walkin up and down the street
 Tryin to get this fuckin money, a nigga like eatin steaks
 Pistol to the head of these niggas that be actin fake
 Shit is gon get real if you think about testing me
 I know you wanna see me gone or see the law arrestin me
 You know the game dawg, you bring it and I'm gon fuckin finish
 Yeah I know your chest hurt, nigga it's a bullet in it
 I got that glock in my draws without a thought or a pause
 I'm also dodging them laws, slippin away from they paws
 You better gimme respect, before you feel from Tech
 We'll leave your whole body wet, with bullet hole in your neck
 Leaving your dick in the dust, niggas like me you can't trust
 So run round fuckin with us, pull back the trigger and bust
 I'm out here makin this loot, quicker than a prostitute
 So if you gets wrong, best believe a nigga gon shoot
 [DJ Paul]
 Glock, glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me wit some more, if you don't hear me
 So I split your wig
 Glock, glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me with some more and hit me wit some more
 And hit me with some
 Glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me wit some more, if you don't hear me
 Split your fuckin wig
 I got my, I got my, I got my glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me with some more and hit me with some more
 And hit me with some
 [Frayser Boy]
 I ain't cut out for no 9-5 so I sell this fuckin dope
 Got a extra package in my draws for a nigga though
 A million dollar dope track, that's what I got workin
 End up on the wrong track, ho you gets a fucking hurtin
 Eyes in front and in back of my head man
 That's how it gots to be, if I want to maintain
 Cause these ho ass niggas, they'll try to catch you fuckin slippin
 So, I got that glock and you know I'm bout to start trippin
 What you gon do, when I break up that fuckin heat
 It's gon be like Halloween, callin trick-or-treat
 Frayser Boy, got a toy, will make example
 Knock you down to the ground, on head I trample
 Glock to your mind, and I'm pullin the trigger
 Ain't takin no shit from no ho ass nigga
 Whoopin ass, takin names, that's how I get down
 When I come in presence, best not to make sound
 [DJ Paul]
 Glock, glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me wit some more, if you don't hear me
 So I split your wig
 Glock, glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me with some more and hit me wit some more
 And hit me with some
 Glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me wit some more, if you don't hear me
 Split your fuckin wig
 I got my, I got my, I got my glock in my draws
 As I walk the motherfuckin track
 Hit me with some more and hit me with some more
 And hit me with some