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Latex Gloves (Feat. 38 Spesh & Lloyd Banks)

๐Ÿ‘ค Conway The Machine & Big Ghost Ltd โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Speshal Machinery : The Ghronic Edition (Big Ghost Ltd. Version) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:06
๐ŸŽต 2757 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:06 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 21471518

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

(Trust)
Trust

Look
Wrapped in chinchilla to the ankle bone (you know the fly shit)
I'm that nigga, now I'm just gon' make it known (I'm that nigga)
My dog caught a body bustin' Draco chrome (huh?)
They gave him life behind them prison gates, he can't go home
I get the yayo gone, break a whole one down and make a zone (no cap)
'Cause in these streets, I'm a motherfuckin' staple on
He say he the king? Well, Machine come to take his throne
Take over the game like I'm Jordan when he played Malone (talk to 'em)

Spray the MAC-10s out a black Benz (brrr)
He dropped his Cartis runnin' from it, got a cracked lens (ahahaha)
Mama gone for days, been on a crack binge (no cap)
Walked to granny house, she got a packed fridge (granny)
Been about that action since the older days (huh?)
Niggas puttin' bodies on the throwaways (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Latex gloves on when we loadin' K's (brrt)
Ha, yeah

You should know what time we on, expectations that's highly wrong
Kicked a hole in the game before, multiple feuds by time he gone
Gotta be strong when you're poppin', the paparazzi forms
Sliders singin' in your local precinct like Omarion
Came a ways to get here and make it to a brocky arm
Careful, had to stash the rocket by the akhi jawn
Hermes on my way to the tomb, Versace-borne
You would think I'm repeatin' shit, I got several copies for 'em

Hatin' ain't gon' stop me, probably wish me body harm
Hand off to my dumb-out, get his kamikaze on
There'll always be forks in the road, this Maserati's for 'em
Y'all rap careers ain't workin' out, a bunch of sloppy songs
Quiet storms and beautiful murders for oxymoron
We in the town, there's vehicles houndin' and lobby swarms
They don't play, that's why we armed, every day, a body's drawn
Duck the criminal, the one your baby mom eyes be on

I have to move these blocks, meet me at the beauty shop
The one that's owned by my cutie-wop that got the booty shots
I ain't packin' a toolie Glock, absolutely not
Stash box case I get stopped by traffic-duty cops
My last interaction, they was askin' who we shot
Gave 'em no reaction, so they acted truly shocked
This ain't a movie, akh, I stack fruity rocks
There's diamonds and emeralds and rubies in my jewelry box

The cars that we got show y'all all who we not
15 hundred at the bar in Louis shots
Walkin' 'round your bitch crib in my drawers and Louis socks
Got me confused, dog, y'all thought who'd be stopped?
From upstate NY, a moody block
Play the gangster role and I'll make your movie stop
All hoes is birds, I'm where the bougie flock
I'll never let these groupie thots do me like Rudy pops, nigga

(Trust)
A Black man didn't put these bars on my hand
A Black man didn't do this
The police did this
Ain't no Black man did this

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:04.23] (Trust)
[00:09.18] Trust
[00:11.65] Look
[00:13.04] Wrapped in chinchilla to the ankle bone (you know the fly shit)
[00:16.20] I'm that nigga, now I'm just gon' make it known (I'm that nigga)
[00:19.29] My dog caught a body bustin' Draco chrome (huh?)
[00:21.82] They gave him life behind them prison gates, he can't go home
[00:24.78] I get the yayo gone, break a whole one down and make a zone (no cap)
[00:28.05] 'Cause in these streets, I'm a motherfuckin' staple on
[00:30.62] He say he the king? Well, Machine come to take his throne
[00:33.81] Take over the game like I'm Jordan when he played Malone (talk to 'em)
[00:37.72] Spray the MAC-10s out a black Benz (brrr)
[00:40.39] He dropped his Cartis runnin' from it, got a cracked lens (ahahaha)
[00:43.57] Mama gone for days, been on a crack binge (no cap)
[00:46.75] Walked to granny house, she got a packed fridge (granny)
[00:50.04] Been about that action since the older days (huh?)
[00:52.81] Niggas puttin' bodies on the throwaways (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
[00:56.05] Latex gloves on when we loadin' K's (brrt)
[00:59.20] Ha, yeah
[01:04.49] You should know what time we on, expectations that's highly wrong
[01:07.56] Kicked a hole in the game before, multiple feuds by time he gone
[01:10.88] Gotta be strong when you're poppin', the paparazzi forms
[01:13.84] Sliders singin' in your local precinct like Omarion
[01:16.79] Came a ways to get here and make it to a brocky arm
[01:19.72] Careful, had to stash the rocket by the akhi jawn
[01:22.95] Hermes on my way to the tomb, Versace-borne
[01:25.96] You would think I'm repeatin' shit, I got several copies for 'em
[01:29.11] Hatin' ain't gon' stop me, probably wish me body harm
[01:32.25] Hand off to my dumb-out, get his kamikaze on
[01:34.95] There'll always be forks in the road, this Maserati's for 'em
[01:38.23] Y'all rap careers ain't workin' out, a bunch of sloppy songs
[01:41.38] Quiet storms and beautiful murders for oxymoron
[01:44.34] We in the town, there's vehicles houndin' and lobby swarms
[01:47.39] They don't play, that's why we armed, every day, a body's drawn
[01:50.32] Duck the criminal, the one your baby mom eyes be on
[01:53.54] I have to move these blocks, meet me at the beauty shop
[01:56.48] The one that's owned by my cutie-wop that got the booty shots
[01:59.85] I ain't packin' a toolie Glock, absolutely not
[02:02.53] Stash box case I get stopped by traffic-duty cops
[02:05.93] My last interaction, they was askin' who we shot
[02:09.08] Gave 'em no reaction, so they acted truly shocked
[02:12.15] This ain't a movie, akh, I stack fruity rocks
[02:15.25] There's diamonds and emeralds and rubies in my jewelry box
[02:18.37] The cars that we got show y'all all who we not
[02:21.42] 15 hundred at the bar in Louis shots
[02:24.31] Walkin' 'round your bitch crib in my drawers and Louis socks
[02:27.61] Got me confused, dog, y'all thought who'd be stopped?
[02:30.84] From upstate NY, a moody block
[02:33.76] Play the gangster role and I'll make your movie stop
[02:36.82] All hoes is birds, I'm where the bougie flock
[02:39.62] I'll never let these groupie thots do me like Rudy pops, nigga
[02:45.23] (Trust)
[02:56.71] A Black man didn't put these bars on my hand
[02:59.27] A Black man didn't do this
[03:00.32] The police did this
[03:04.93] Ain't no Black man did this
[03:05.83]

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