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[Intro]
Jack be nimble get jacked so quick
Jack with a Jason mask on that bitch
Terrifying these niggas souls
666 we like that shit

[Verse]
In my mind they turn into dust
Firepower; what I lust
2-11 is a must
Spirit crushin'; what I does
Filling up the fuckin' clip
With the bullets; red tips
Holy shit, now you learn
Let that fire set you free
Goin' on a killin' spree
2-2-5 set you free
With a smirk, I'mma grief
Feeling froggy? Go and leave
Lit 'em up, Christmas tree
Stock is full of buckshot
Mossberg, Mossberg
12-gauge, unheard
On a lame, on my name, G-L-O-C-K
Now I'm feeling strapped
Hit me with a couple bust stains
Never know ya' when we blow ya' head, to me, it's all the same
Bloodline on the front line, pulled the front page
Blood black on the guy's face
Scopin' for a ride
Lurkin' through my city with no biddy, loaded on my block
2-11 on my block
187 if he stops
Tryna get me for my guap'
But I 'lerted all the cops