Smooth Criminal Lyrics – Ace TwentyO
Singer: Ace TwentyO
Title: Smooth Criminal
We had them steel glocks like the pot we were pissing
Red dot on the end of the smithen
That’s a red dot on the end of the pistol
Red dot bet yo’ mother gon’ miss you
Ain’t no talking n#gg# ain’t no need to discuss it
I’m poppin percys man i swear that i’m bussing
Steady throwing bread but i never could duck it
When that glock get to jamming i hit it then bust it
That boy too fly, criminal
And he sending subliminals
They tryna kill me, can’t kill me though
Can’t kill me though (bang)
Beat up that pack
I’m in the field with the killers and mobsters
Seein’ what them n#gg#s would do for a dollar
I started poppin’ them tags, gettin’ it up
And look at the flick of the cartier
I had to get up a {?}
Came out the trenches
Now all these b#tches they howlin’
I never dropped outta school but somehow i didn’t fit with the image of scholars
We had them steel glocks like the pot we were pissing
Red dot on the end of the smithen
That’s a red dot on the end of the pistol
Red dot bet yo’ mother gon’ miss you
Ain’t no talking n#gg# ain’t no need to discuss it
I’m poppin percys man i swear that i’m bussing
Steady throwing bread but i never could duck it
When that glock get to jamming i hit it then bust it
I’m drinking on wok this is not robitussin
Pump fake and he move bet this glock get to touchin’
Better get him a wrestler, i’m not with the tustlin’
I live for the pop of the glock in the moment
I play tag in this b#tch, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout laser
Got the boys in the hood, i can’t even do favors
I was smokin’ them woods, then i switched to the papers
I was drinkin’ that juice, now a n#gg# too faded
We had them steel glocks like the pot we were pissing
Red dot on the end of the smithen
That’s a red dot on the end of the pistol
Red dot bet yo’ mother gon’ miss you
Ain’t no talking n#gg# ain’t no need to discuss it
I’m poppin percys man i swear that i’m bussing
Steady throwing bread but i never could duck it
When that glock get to jamming i hit it then bust it
Look, look, huh?
And i got a red beam on my knob (red beam)
Got a 36 up in this glock
And no we ain’t stop for cops (at all, at all)
She in love but she move like a thot (like how?)
I’m rpt gotta stay with my clock
I keep spinnin’, spinnin’ on the opps
It’s a no o zone when you come to my block
They know how we rock, like (huh?)
Now we on they thots (now we on it)
She know it’s a heavy, i told her to pull up and shake up the spot (like shake it, shake it)
We had them steel glocks like the pot we were pissing
Red dot on the end of the smithen
That’s a red dot on the end of the pistol
Red dot bet yo’ mother gon’ miss you
Ain’t no talking n#gg# ain’t no need to discuss it
I’m poppin percys man i swear that i’m bussing
Steady throwing bread but i never could duck it
When that glock get to jamming i hit it then bust it
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