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Bloodhound Q50 - My Glizzy Lyrics

My Glizzy Lyrics[Intro]
(D.J.A. Beats)

[Verse 1: BloodHound Q50]
You ain't drivin' on no hit if your ass ain't got the wheel
I left seven niggas dead, bitch, you know that I can't chill
I'm high as fuck, I'm smokin' Leal', that boy a snitch, his ass gon' squeal
When I lost Z, this shit got real, shoot a nigga in his face like Bradley Beal

[Verse 2: Ghost 53206]
When we bendin' in them strikes, I let bro and 'em take the wheel
This shit real, twenty thousand cash bond, my mouth was sealed
Man, I drive until I crash, don't give a fuck 'bout no appeal
And I touched a hundred thousand cash, fuck havin' a deal

[Verse 3: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
I'm in the stu' and I'm with Will
They telling me, "Rap," but I'm still gon' drill
Know I'm still hopping out even if I got the wheel
Nigga play with K-Racks, then you know he gеttin' killed
No, I ain't talkin' cleats when I say wе in the field
I can see it in his eyes, he ain't never caught a kill

[Verse 3: K-Racks]
You ain't never bust no brick, nigga, why the fuck you capping?
Amiri jeans tight as hell, got my pockets filled with cabbage
If I call 50, he'll walk you down, that boy do magic
I just bought two books of food, I tucked a sixty in the mattress
Tuck the lean or grab the jacks, I cracked a dub and then I passed 'em

[Verse 4: Ghost 53206]
Louie V all on my jacket, this a thousand-dollar fabric
Niggas speakin' from the bleachers, could've sworn that I blew past 'em
You ain't never had a run, how the fuck you niggas cracking?
Niggas runnin' out of money, I don't think you ever had it

[Verse 5: BloodHound Q50]
Slap a fifty in the glizzy, niggas know that I'm gon' switch 'em
Bet nobody, nobody get in front of my glitch
Got an old Glock, that bitch caught four, but this new one different
I could show you how to kill 'em, make a nigga skip the 'spital, huh

[Verse 6: Ghost 53206]
Creepin' down your block four deep, Baby Threat and 'em vicious
Five niggas right up on your street, we the new addition
Want a nigga try to play with me, then he gon' be missing
Let a nigga reach for bro VVs, Jeff gone leave him twitching

[Verse 7: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
My hands full, bitch, I count on my feet, I got a hat collection
Put a nigga face right on a tee right after he go missing
Micro Drac', I'm in the backseat, mask down, on a mission
There he go right there, bail out on feet, crop him out the picture

[Verse 8: K-Racks]
Free Fay, we was catchin' opps and dumpin' 'em down in traffic
You ain't never caught no books of fresh, unwrapped 'em out the plastic
All these niggas washed up, they money gone, they ain't cracking
I spent 7K on Louis, I really got expensive habits

[Verse 9: Ghost 53206]
20K on my teeth, I ran this shit up off trapping
And I ain't tryna compete 'cause niggas know that I'm cracking
We hoppin' out in broad day or catchin' niggas in traffic
Ballin' on all of the opps, them niggas broke, they ain't having