Take You Out Your Glory lyrics

[Intro]
CashMoney AP productions
Let's get it
Fly Boy Gang
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Let's get it
Double 0
I got villains that shoot like Robert Horry
I got shootas just take you out your glory
Let's get it

[Chorus]
I got villains that shoot like Robert Horry
I got hittas that got more guns than Cory
Clout Boyz, b*tch, we ain't go no worries
I got shootas just take you out your glory
I got villains that shoot like Robert Horry
I got hittas that got more guns than Cory
Clout Boyz, b*tch, we ain't go no worries
I got shootas just take you out your glory

[Verse 1]
I got hittas that'll take you out your glory, out your prime
I got shootas that'll shoot you with the .40 or the .9
I got hittas that'll shoot you from in front and from behind
FBG, b*tch, it's our time, with no wings we still flyin'
I got all the clout that's why these hoes adore me
She gave me top, I kicked her out that b*tch was boring
These n*ggas sneak dissin', man, that sh*t annoying
Catch 'em up in traffic, then he permanently snorin'
FBG the crew
b*tch, I'm ballin' hard and I don't even hoop
063 my n*ggas villains, yeah, we from the zoo
If you a opposition, 30 shots let off at you
I will never lie, man, I always tell the truth
You claimin' you a savage but I know the real you
A n*gga tried to set me up and ain't know how to shoot
b*tch, call me The Terminator, I'm invincible (Lets get it)
[Chorus]
I got villains that shoot like Robert Horry
I got hittas that got more guns than Cory
Clout Boyz, b*tch, we ain't go no worries
I got shootas just take you out your glory
I got villains that shoot like Robert Horry
I got hittas that got more guns than Cory
Clout Boyz, b*tch, we ain't go no worries
I got shootas just take you out your glory

[Verse 2]
Dissing me that's suicide, call Lil B, let the Ruger ride
I'm in these streets, I never hide, we do walk-ups no drive-bys
f*ck O'Block, f*ck Odee, f*ck Frontstreet, they the police
Smoking on this Baldy pack, and I can't breathe like Lil Steve
OTF like vegetarians 'cause them n*ggas don't want beef
Lil Rob was in his glory until he got hit with the heat
For Tooka and JoJo and BT, we in these streets
BDK 'til I die, I play that sh*t on repeat, let's go