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Kordhell, DJ Paul, Seed of 6ix
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With my Glock 9
Switch switch on my Glock 9
With my Glock 9, Glock 9
Switch switch on my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) with my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) switch switch on my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) with my Glock 9, Glock 9
Switch switch on my Glock 9
Southside hold your guns up, guns up
Northside put your thumbs up, thumbs up
Westside twist your fingers up, fingers up
Eastside nigga get buck (Yeah)
Southside hold your guns up, guns up
Northside put your thumbs up, thumbs up
Westside twist your fingers up, fingers up
Eastside nigga get buck (Yeah)
Ran down on the opps, no ski (Yeah)
Broad day, bare face, let 'em see (Yeah)
Tennessee, we don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Strapped in the club, shoot that bitch up
(Bring it on, nigga) with my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) switch switch on my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) with my Glock 9, Glock 9
Switch switch on my Glock 9
Say they on the block, I tell my shooter point me at 'em
Bitch we cuttin' corners, y'all still on the corner sellin'
Smokin' on some foreign planet just like pomegranate
Pourin' syrup, it smack a nigga hard like I was pummin' granny
Hit 'em up, even the eyes, and get '
Em with God like he was goin' Catholic
Look like a tornado, we could close out every corner section
Shooters in every section, need to lace 'em with some Starter jackets
Who the starter back in? Smokin' good
Niggas target practice, target practice
Ran down on the opps, no ski (Yeah)
Broad day, bare face, let 'em see (Yeah)
Tennessee, we don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Strapped in the club, shoot that bitch up
(Bring it on, nigga) with my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) switch switch on my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) with my Glock 9, Glock 9
Switch switch on my Glock 9
Pull up with two twin Rugers, I'm the biggest shooter
Hit his whole crew up and whoever kin to 'em
Rims thinner than a ruler, paint wetter than Big Kahuna
Ain't nothin' on me but a strap and dilated red pupils
You don't know my life for real, I'll take your life for real
In the hills doin' white and pills outta dollar bills
Ridin' Chevy, Chevy grill bigger than some white veneers
Smoked out, I'm high as hell, hotboxin' like Cypress Hill
With my Glock 9
Switch switch on my Glock 9
With my Glock 9, Glock 9
Switch switch on my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) with my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) switch switch on my Glock 9
(Bring it on, nigga) with my Glock 9, Glock 9
Switch switch on my Glock 9
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