Bill Gluckman

I'm a businessman, I'm an entrepreneur Tote a 10 milli' in 'Raq, aim it at your Soxs hat Glock 23 juiced up, I don't gotta cock back All on the internet actin' tough, Big Opp, where they block at? Yeah, we really like that (uh-huh) Point my arm, let it spray Hit his chest, hit his face On the Mob, on the Lake I used to hop out broad day (go) Summertime, I was in the backseat with no mask, they they saw my face (no bap) Can't shake my hand, ain't slammin' the rakes or droppin' the 5, I'm EBK I know some niggas that went rogue in 2010, they still runnin' I took a backend from my show, bought a fin and killed somethin' He went on live with a switch, said he wanted me dead, he flexed with his lil' button I'm way in L.A. in a big-ass crib with my kids, I live like Bill Gluckman F*ck nigga, just change the subject If you broke, you can't even touch me (uh-huh) If you ain't, let's go to war 'cause I don't give a f*ck 'bout nothin' (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Except my kids and makin' M's, like what it is? I'm gettin' rusty I keep a rod, put that on God, I'll let this bitch off on the sun Niggas dissin', we don't play that, know we get shit out the way (out the way) It's hot outside, I'm in the hot, I grab my Glock, spin through the Lake I seen 12, went on a chase, gotta get away (skrrt), can't catch a case (nope) Bounced out on him, gave him twenty shots, 7.62s comin' out the Drac' (Drac') I keep my Micro Drac' 'cause that bitch, it hit hard like it's a rocket I get bored, spin 71st, spin 83rd, spin through the Pocket (bitch) Had a gun, but he ain't pop it He got shot and then he dropped it (huh) On the 'net, he be with opps We saw that picture, then we cropped it (bitch) Don't just rap, I'm out here spinnin' Opps outside, okay, we bendin' Black Jeep truck, Limited X, it's tinted Pushed up on him and hopped out blickin' (Drench) Come here, where you goin'? Can't run from switches Got shot and he cried, niggas scream like bitches Niggas always die 'cause they keep on dissin' They not gon' learn, so I keep on killin' (bitch) Ayy, niggas don't want beef 'cause they know they gon' die (Drench) We light shit up like the Fourth of July Catch his ass in traffic and beat up his ride He got shot and he lived, he got hit with a 9 If it was a .40, he wouldn't survive Don't hang around us, we takin' your gun 'cause your ass a bitch and you don't wanna slide I keep some big shit on me Ask about me, opps know I'm gon' blow I lost my brothers, then I cried, got in them cars and upped that score (score) I see my opps and knock 'em down, treat they ass like dominos I smoke oppers out the pound, yeah, Big Opp be taggin' toes You ain't heard about Big Opp, the one that's always spinnin' blocks? Keep a switch up on this Glock (yep) Swing this door, bail out with chop (drench) He callin', shh, knocked him out his socks (go) He shouldn't have lied, got sent up to (go) He smokin' shit, f*ck all the opps Don't talk about them, he got 'em dropped (Opp)