Mask And Da Glock

Let's put him in the trunk of the car and drive him off the pier
 Fuck you, man
 C'mon, papi, man, It ain't that far, down the block, man
 C'mon, just like the old days, papi, be calm
 Here comes the pain!
 Break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, bre-break, bre-break)
 Break-break-break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, body full of bullet holes)
 Break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, bre-break, bre-break)
 Break-break-break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, body full of bullet holes)
 Hangin' out the window, holdin' tight to my murder weapon
 Hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead catchin' yo' ass slippin'
 Glock poppin', bustas droppin', niggas duckin' from this shit
 Mask on my face, no description of who made this hit
 Bitches thinkin' "Who was it?"
 Bitch, it was Triple Six
 Devil thoughts, evil thoughts, tr'izz'ick bitches I just cl'izz'ick
 Plenty of blood, no suspects, only victims layin' dead
 Shells layin' in their body's, it's the fuckin' bullet lead
 Now niggas in the morgue, and I could give a fuck less
 Keep my business quiet, it's kept mothers in their black dress
 Headed back to my fuckin' hood, project born, ridge grove
 Hustler raised, gangsta raised, business up in dirty coast
 Now sorry, you're the one got me reachin' for my hip
 No friends in the game in the spot, victim of my clip
 Fuck all you bustas! Step, and you're gonna die
 Comin' at yo' ass, victim of a fuckin' drive-by
 Break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, bre-break, bre-break)
 Break-break-break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, body full of bullet holes)
 Break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, bre-break, bre-break)
 Break-break-break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, body full of bullet holes)
 Straight from the North, bitch, ridge grove is my stompin' ground
 You niggas don't make a move, you bitches don't make a sound
 Sawed-off gangsta and nigga Glock, back in for the '94
 Tellin' all you punk bustas, mane, bring that shit to the door
 I'm able, unfadable, no nigga can fuck with this
 You talk all that bullshit, to yo' mouth goes my fuckin' fist
 I'm jackin' 5000, bitch, so go home and get yo' gat
 You better take cover, ho, 'cause this shit is on like that
 Squeezin' my fuckin' trigger, blastin' to take yo' life
 Your niggas done got all down, so you have to pay the price
 Jumped in the fuckin' ride loced up, mane, from head to toe
 I pulled out a sack of ink, rolled up as we start to blow
 My gat gets tight in my hand, it's too late to break and run
 My bullets ejected, bitch, got shot down by teflons
 On a spree, killin' see, welcome to the evil side
 It's too late to run, bitch, victim of a drive-by
 Break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, bre-break, bre-break)
 Break-break-break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, body full of bullet holes)
 Break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, bre-break, bre-break)
 Break-break-break out the mask, and the Glock, and get rid of you
 (Pop-pop, 'til you drop, body full of bullet holes)