Glorified Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

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 niggas is like bullets in the back 

On the highway going fucka fucka 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 mothafucka thinks is the fliest place 

Verse: 2 

Die mothafucka you know i aint concerned 

You make a mothafucka really do learn 

Popeye nigga 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 shit 

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:3x 

I glorified the crime rate in my state 

The mothafucka thinks is the fliest place 

Verse: 3 

Your lucky you brothas go boom bang bang 

I'm married to the game with a gold weddin' 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 mothafucka 

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 weed motha fucka 

Check it 

Chorus:3x 

I glorified the crime rate in my state 

The motha fucka thinks is the fliest place 

Shit can u understand now, I'm glorified