Cockin' My Glock Lyrics - The Biggie Sound

[* lullaby in the background *] 

[Biggie talkin'] 

Yo niggas! Ready to hell? 

You'll be in danger! 

C'mon! 

[verse 1: The Biggie Sound] 

In Colombia I show my power 

Nina can tell you how my material 

Lookin' at the sky you'll know who's Imperial 

Cockin' my glock 

Escobar was often on my block 

Don't be stupid nigga 

I get the money, I'm hittin' his niggas 

In the glow of the stock 

I got bitches fuckin' his gang 

I found in tha mangroves, in tha mud, in tha gutter 

Breakin' the bottle, I'm the betta 

The rap's prodigy goes to show you the Beretta 

I'm pickin' up all ya cheddar 

Yo Jim, tell them what I do 

[Jim Rampage] 

"Hit them until they're completely blue" 

[* gun cockin' *] 

[* lullaby in the background *] 

[verse 2: Jim Rampage] 

Money revives the dead 

Your nose runs while load my clip 

Wanna to bet that I'll not slip 

I'm over his girl wit' my dick 

Breakin' the bar wit' those guys who laughed witcha 

I gotta Calico, you want to getcha 

You don't know what's my business 

Keep a distance 

I'll pluck his guts and you turn upside low 

TBS detonates like nitro 

[* gun cockin' *] 

[* lullaby in the background *] 

[verse 3: J. Glock] 

Look! J. Glock cockin' the glock 

They've already hit my shoulder 

But guess who run the block? 

Just hear the girls saying "J. Glock you hot" 

I played ice in the w-cup, I'm still on the grind 

My crack on my mind, my money on my mind 

When rockin' the black deep 

You know that I put ya baby to sleep 

Pullin' gun, firing in your head 

You felt my flow 

When you leave my show, you contributed the dough 

Oh! hey! Oh! Oh! my fo'-fo' blow 

You're in my sights! I'm ready to go! 

Yeah! 

[* gun cockin' *] 

[* lullaby in the background *] 

[* shots *] 

[J. Glock talkin'] 

His niggas didn't even know how to cock! 

You out the world! 

'Cause we're gettin'! 

T.B.S. Records!