Lyrics GlokkNine – Mood Swangs

They all smile around when they around frown again
I’m tired a goin’ to jail I gotta see these folks again
You gettin back wit all yo dissin, in the end
They say what goes around come right back around karma’s a bitch

I heard this pressure, word around keep ya neck up
I ain’t lyin that boy want you on a stretcher
It’s on sight, make a nigga feel yo presence
I ain’t listen I was clutchin’ Smith n Wesson
Dead-leg, and all I really know is black eye
Pussy nigga upped and tried to run I had a .22 shot
I won’t lie to him, you or her for no clout shit
‘Cause lately all these niggas tryna reach my clout jit
Counterfeit ah nigga I know when a nigga fake
I can see it in his eyes an I can view it in his ways
Clutchin nine like a cat he bend the corner imma shake
I gotta rake and hit the yard I found a couple garden snakes
Beg his pardon
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Double back and put the blicky on em, niggas switchin on me
Super glue it got too sticky for em bitch I’ll carry on, ay ay

They all smile around when they around frown again
I’m tired a goin’ to jail I gotta see these folks again
You gettin back wit all yo dissin, in the end
They say what goes around come right back around karma’s a bitch
I had to learn from my mistakes and all the rest

These niggas thinkin wit they dick
Sellin out for coochie just to get all in her pants
But I can’t politic another nigga cause I’m a man
I ain’t greater than none of my niggas united we all stand
I go by GlokkNine but that don’t mean that’s how I’m a play it
Keep it on me safe side and we all safer than it is
I got a great mind hard headed for the whip
I put the dummy D.O.M I’m pushin’ P till the day I shed
I’m full of red rum she full of cum like come on in
I say hello to all her kids in her lil belly what it is
I only fuck her cause I’m poppin’, yea I know she want a jit
I’m screamin’ fire pop em nigga drop em like they dead
On my right foot, right side, im real red
I never had a father or no guy to show me lead
Like I ain’t never hiding, I ain’t duckin’ I ain’t scared
You pussy niggas trippin’ I’m a play it how you play it

They all smile around when they around frown again
I’m tired a goin’ to jail I gotta see these folks again
You gettin back wit all yo dissin, in the end
They say what goes around come right back around karma’s a bitch
I had to learn from my mistakes and all the rest
Went commercial wit that fire on em, showin all tha kids
Free all these charges they ignorant, be forreal come on be honest jus a min
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