lirik lagu flame strangs – baby stone gorillas
flame strangs lyrics
[intro]
(ayo, corey)
(run that sh*t up, robbie)
[verse 1: p4k]
yeah, i love the gang, bump heads, but we gon’ squabble up
yeah, i love the gang, we bump heads, but we gon’ squabble up
yeah, i love my n*ggas, we bump heads, but we gon’ squabble up
them n*ggas can’t do it, yeah, them n*ggas think they tough as us
he took ten blows to the chin, i told him tighten up
my n*gga got that glock, it got a stick, so he gon’ light it up
my n*gga got that glock, it got that stick, but he gon’ light it up
i’m road runnin’ all up in these maisons, tell ’em tighten up
you n*ggas, y’all been rappin’ for some years, y’all let us pass you up
tour b*tches bad, i’m at the top drinkin’ wocky, yeah
throw that lil’ sh*t in the pot and rerock ’em up
gloves, ski mask, pack of dope, and a strap on my hip
i was dealt to play two cards, that’s the life that i live
sippin’ on some wock’ and baby bar, in the car with that sh*t
y’all had two years, y’all just slid, and we still trippin’ sh*t
he said he want a whole, i gave him half, cut the tell off a brick
[chorus: p4k]
give him twenty bl!cks plus ten and we wet up the sh*t
i be super fly, dripped down, i’ll step on a b*tch
stretch his ass out right on the curb if he ain’t bigger than park
trippin’ from the ace, thumb down, i bail straight to the park
got a fireman, i slid first, it’s a race in the dark
bounce out on his block and flame it up, yeah, i love that lil’ part
fn got that infrared beam, he got hit with a dart
flame strings and the stl baps when we bome around
[verse 2: top5ivee]
stl caps and jay hats when we bome around
i’m with the baby stones, when we trippin’, known to shut it down
she said she wanna ride with the gang, but can’t hold sh*t down
five*percent tint when we slide, we tryna man sh*t down
eighth street cellblock right to pmb
real jayside baby, can’t forget ’bout the mfb
all my n*ggas top five, nah, that ain’t includin’ me
dissin’ on the gang, we gon’ put him more than six feet
[verse 3: ek!llaoffdablock]
man, big chopsticks with suppressors so you don’t hear no sound
if you don’t put the flame strings in your shoes, then you can’t come around
dps and put*ons, ain’t got no squabble, you get squabbled down
i love to see my n*ggas in they bag, that’s what i’m talkin’ ’bout
i really miss my n*gga tiny madd, yeah, we gon’ hold it down
sniper was the other hero, if you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout
chief keef got that toaster, he ain’t playin’, he gon’ walk you down
when bsg walk in, we who everybody talkin’ ’bout
[chorus: p4k]
give him twenty bl!cks plus ten and we wet up the sh*t
i be super fly, dripped down, i’ll step on a b*tch
stretch his ass out right on the curb if he ain’t bigger than park
trippin’ from the ace, thumb down, i bail straight to the park
got a fireman, i slid first, it’s a race in the dark
bounce out on his block and flame it up, yeah, i love that lil’ part
fn got that infrared beam, he got hit with a dart
flame strings and the stl baps when we bome around
[verse 4: 5much]
like b*tch, i’m bouncin’ out the coupe, i’m tryna headshot him
yeah, lil’ partner up in the grabba, i know they sad ’bout it
ain’t new to this, i lose a b*tch, these hoes for everybody
baby stone gorillas, we the ones, we like the hottest topic
brodie went to vegas for a chopper, that b*tch go blocka*blocka
baby, we can explore in dior, but she want dolce gabbana
the pounds of og from azt, but she callin’ me papa
have them mix the uh with the uh, i got scripts from the doctor
don’t want your love, but when it rain, be my sunshine
on the road doin’ shows, still be duckin’, dodgin’ one*time
head good, p*ssy good, yeah, that b*tch bad
bank account six figures, that’s a big bag
i just put an opp up in a ‘wood, n*gga, puff, puff, pass
opposition never wanna slide, they just tip past
push a n*gga sh*t way back, we call that get*back
i heard them n*ggas bodybagged your brother, you ain’t slid back
[chorus: p4k]
give him twenty bl!cks plus ten and we wet up the sh*t
i be super fly, dripped down, i’ll step on a b*tch
stretch his ass out right on the curb if he ain’t bigger than park
trippin’ from the ace, thumb down, i bail straight to the park
got a fireman, i slid first, it’s a race in the dark
bounce out on his block and flame it up, yeah, i love that lil’ part
fn got that infrared beam, he got hit with a dart
flame strings and the stl baps when we bome around
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