Glorified
Glorified
Glorified, Glorified, Glorified,
Verse: 1
In the game of pain that rang the outlaws
Freaks come through at a 2 no draws
Stop for a sec tiga dont take a pause
If you dont see no pigs then there aint no laws
Get beefy wit me 1 time when i rap
To all them other **********s is like bullets in the back
On the highway going **********a **********a fast
Blowing on a chopper when im mucka mucka mad
Make way steady on the dirty dirty cash
When nothing hurts tiga only when i laugh
Chorus:2x
I glorified the crime rate in my state
The *********a thinks is the fliest place
Verse: 2
Die *********a you know i aint concerned
You make a *********a really do learn
Popeye ********** and go home and eat spinach
Get back on the block i really cant finish
I'm ready to rap till the gods say quit
Until then freaks you gon hear my **********t
Parden my manapose and parden my french
And god so check it out, put me in the mix
I'm shooting with my eyes closed at 5-0
Leaving every where i go smelling like a rose
Hanging out the car window whats up hoes
Stepped out and showed the hoes the gangsta pose
Chorus:2x
I glorified the crime rate in my state
The *********a thinks is the fliest place
Verse: 3
Your lucky you brothas go boom bang bang
America is the game with a gold wet rang
Keep ur daughtars chain my eyes never change
Hard to break like a cuban link chain
Stay back fo a while the mayne in livin color
Instead of right next to me *********a
Die yall hi yall fry yall
Spit the truth tell the youth its a lie yall
The only advice i can give to a brotha
is fire up the ********** motha **********a
Check it
Chorus:2x
I glorified the crime rate in my state
The motha **********a thinks is the fliest place
**********t can u understand now, I'm glorified
GlorifiedLRC歌词
Glorified
Glorified, Glorified, Glorified,
Verse: 1
In the game of pain that rang the outlaws
Freaks come through at a 2 no draws
Stop for a sec tiga dont take a pause
If you dont see no pigs then there aint no laws
Get beefy wit me 1 time when i rap
To all them other **********s is like bullets in the back
On the highway going **********a **********a fast
Blowing on a chopper when im mucka mucka mad
Make way steady on the dirty dirty cash
When nothing hurts tiga only when i laugh
Chorus:2x
I glorified the crime rate in my state
The *********a thinks is the fliest place
Verse: 2
Die *********a you know i aint concerned
You make a *********a really do learn
Popeye ********** and go home and eat spinach
Get back on the block i really cant finish
I'm ready to rap till the gods say quit
Until then freaks you gon hear my **********t
Parden my manapose and parden my french
And god so check it out, put me in the mix
I'm shooting with my eyes closed at 5-0
Leaving every where i go smelling like a rose
Hanging out the car window whats up hoes
Stepped out and showed the hoes the gangsta pose
Chorus:2x
I glorified the crime rate in my state
The *********a thinks is the fliest place
Verse: 3
Your lucky you brothas go boom bang bang
America is the game with a gold wet rang
Keep ur daughtars chain my eyes never change
Hard to break like a cuban link chain
Stay back fo a while the mayne in livin color
Instead of right next to me *********a
Die yall hi yall fry yall
Spit the truth tell the youth its a lie yall
The only advice i can give to a brotha
is fire up the ********** motha **********a
Check it
Chorus:2x
I glorified the crime rate in my state
The motha **********a thinks is the fliest place
**********t can u understand now, I'm glorified
