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 **********s is like bullets in the back On the highway going **********a **********a 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 *********a thinks is the fliest place Verse: 2 Die *********a you know i aint concerned You make a *********a really do learn Popeye ********** 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 **********t 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:2x I glorified the crime rate in my state The *********a thinks is the fliest place Verse: 3 Your lucky you brothas go boom bang bang America is the game with a gold wet 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 *********a 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 ********** motha **********a Check it Chorus:2x I glorified the crime rate in my state The motha **********a thinks is the fliest place **********t can u understand now, I'm glorified
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 **********s is like bullets in the back On the highway going **********a **********a 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 *********a thinks is the fliest place Verse: 2 Die *********a you know i aint concerned You make a *********a really do learn Popeye ********** 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 **********t 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:2x I glorified the crime rate in my state The *********a thinks is the fliest place Verse: 3 Your lucky you brothas go boom bang bang America is the game with a gold wet 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 *********a 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 ********** motha **********a Check it Chorus:2x I glorified the crime rate in my state The motha **********a thinks is the fliest place **********t can u understand now, I'm glorified
