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T.I. lyrics : "2 Glock 9's"

[T.I.P.]
Yo Beanie Sigel
T.I.P. King of the South [?]

P.A., Roc-A-Fella, Ghetto Vision
What we got for 'em [?]


[Hook]
Two Glock nines
Any mother$#&@er whisperin about mine [x4]


[Beanie Sigel]
Yo ay yo you sure about that

You wanna know about the MAC
To I show at ya front make you go outcha back
Blow through your front make it go outcha back

Ay yo I let fifty shots blow out the MAC
Dogg ain't nutin' slow about the MAC
And dogg ain't nutin' ho about the MAC

Man I come through with them heats
Come in a few jeeps
Like Phez come through in they suite

And you know how we play
When we poppin' them Glocks
Take it to the AK

Chopper the block
And to the S.W.A.T.'s
Helicopter the block

And them put you on the news
Wasn't proper to watch
You know I act like my clips I'm bananas

Catch me in your strip all black in bandanas
I dare a ^!$$% act retarted
So I can let this tar lift you off your feet like Vince Carter


[Hook]
Two Glock nines

Any mother$#&@er whisperin about mine [x4]

[T.I.P.]

Oh I'm a mother$#&@in' G ^!$$%
$#&@in' with me
I'm a make it so tomorrow you'll be lucky to see

Have a ^!$$% clutchin' his knee
Strugglin' to breathe
Make the gat splatter your blatter

Like a kidney disease
Yeah I know you're holdin' weight
So just gimme the keys

Or these mother$#&@ers with you are fin to whitness ya bleed
Paramedics cuttin' ya jeans
Rippin' ya sleeves

Put your $$# in a body bag, zip it and leave
Ain't no mother$#&@er do it like I do
You and your ^!$$% runnin' up

Put two in him and two in you
I put a ^!$$% at the bed like a child with the flu
Put hit out on that bucket and runnin' wild with your crew

Put this thang to your head
Put your brains on the roof
Here now we ain't the same

Y'alls is liars and we the truth
Now that you know the scoop
What you wanna do ^!$$%

He ain't makin' money on this corner too ^!$$%
Why not 'cause I got


[Hook]
Two Glock nines
Any mother$#&@er whisperin about mine [x4]


[T.I.P.]
Ay ^!$$% ya act bad

Me and MAC comin' in two Jags
Put another two in your new blue dew rag
^!$$% brag if you wanna

We'll blast on ya corner
The ^!$$% ain't fast well his $$# is a goner

[Beanie Sigel]
Ay yo I keep two Glock nines

^!$$%s tryin' to watch mine
Tryin' to stop mine
See where I stock mine
But I pop mine
And I pop moms

And I don't pop
Throwin' cops where your block rhyme

[T.I.P.]
Say, a ^!$$% tryin' me

He'll find me
Bustin' away a blind bee
With thirty ^!$$%s
And sixty triggas standin' behind me
The nine be @@#!ed

And we are riding
Bustin' in them bushes where you are hiding

[Beanie Sigel]
Ay yo I got a hundred ^!$$%s
With a $#&@in' hundred gats

Who want the %#@!
Where their mother$#&@in' stomach at
Don't (*##$ when that eye be in you
And I'll take somethin' from you only god can give you

[Hook]
Two Glock nines

Any mother$#&@er whisperin about mine [x4]

[Beanie Sigel]
We ain't playin' with y'all partner
This dead serious so please believe it
T.I.P., Beanie Sigel, P.A.
Ghetto Vision, Roc-A-Fella

Man it's outrageous
And we out

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