2 Hot Glocks - Intellectual

[Deala]

[Intro]

Talkin' 'bout ruff shit right now

[1 verse]

No one knows what we gonna do

Fuck all assholes n the muthafuckas who don't like our rap, yo' fat ass will neva get a clue

Neva spreadin' some shit neva did the time

Who are we? The real hard muthafuckas like the guns n that ain't fine

We gonna compare ourselves with the Glocks

Assholes don't wanna see us on the horizon n step on the unsafe blocks

Cleavin' the nuts, leavin' the bucks

That what ya gonna do after bein' thrown away, 'cuz we gonna act like the Glocks

Deala duz the ruff shit еveryday to hope it will hit the big timе one day

You should stay in yo' fuckin' hut or you will go straight to the bottom of the bay

Wanna play with us tennis?

We gonna break ass of your ho' down by the big pennis

I say right now, it'll be better if you ain't be a menace

The fuckin' shed is a place where we can keep yo' fat ass

If you will be able to get outta dat shit you anyway will get a mess

Reload tha Glock when the weather is too hot

'Cuz it'z pressed fo' time n the real hard muthafuckas will make an accurate shot

Assholes wanna get into the malice

With real man like Deala but they ain't understand that Glocks can make their fat asses callous

Dat shit ain't long like the Deagle

But ain't too short like the finger

Ya have to appeal to the muthafuckin' cops

When ya see on the horizon 2 hot Glocks

[2 verse: eNtears]

2 hot Glocks, they trana get gose

Imma fuckin hurt rose

Plugin hats, chords, pads and fuckin import

Play it on the phone, put it in ur aux

Gwa Gwa Gwa!!! Shooting off the Ox

Bleeding out the racks pick it up on the floor, I'm fuckin pistol

Fearful like a gun, know you like a gum, nigga you fuckin dump

Damn... Flippin junk, I'm lookin as Glock

Put it in your mouth dump

I can flip ya mommy yuh, checkin on the same side

Feelin nicely... Ah Bae, chillin with them suck Bae

Roll the flyin wheel, put it on your face

One to the other, they've been playing the game

Can you feel the pain!? Feelin as you're in the jail

Could you feel the power? Now it's gettin sour

Yes, I bought the flower

[3 verse: Deala]

It'z time to make anotha verse

While you lookin' thru' the window at the almost naked girls, ya easily lose yo' fuckin' purse

Smell a rat, take a Mac, I burst out fillin' the clip so fast as a Glock

They'll be actin' like a ho' around the clock

Almost one year without feats

But now Deala comes with a real beats

Dat's da reason why no one from tha real hood wannabe a snitch

Dat shit ain't make you get rich

Tryna get out without goin' Dutch?

It'll be not so good fo' yo' fat ass, you already can get into the muthafuckin' hutch

I said you should hit the deck right now

They can catch you n yo' career is fucked up, ya will be like a pow

'Cuz Deala gonna shoot the fuckin' hot Glock n he won't stop

The muthafuckas were laid down by real men in the parkin' lot

Yo' bitch wanna horse around today at 4 p.m

I bet you will be with her, so I gonna smoke out ya from the Dodge Ram

Real men like the bullets of the Glocks don't like waitin'

When Deala drops new shit, bitches on the wrong side hatin'

They screamin' mayday when we are so close to them

But Glocks are too hot n they can make on the paper the muthafuckin' stamp

They tried to posse up but their action was wrong n they lost in the muthafuckin' blocks

You'd better get the fuck out faster

When ya see on the horizon 2 hot Glocks

[Outro: eNtears, Deala]

It's eNtears n Deala

Check it out nigga