Blitz
Baby Stone Gorillas
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Look, if we catch 'em, we gon' Kill 'em, hit his dome We gotta do 'em right Yeah, we still trooped up with big Poles like the Navy too EKilla, 5Much'll run 'em down That's like my sandbox We came from the traffic bussin' Masis Eatin' lamb chops this pole in my jeans got More shots than a bartender Hard-hitter, two more Ks That's how they going out I was taught to blitz a nigga fast That's how he going out He tried to act quick and run up I'll put a hole in him I ain't wanna f*ck That's yo' bitch? I put my leg in it It's not a coffee cup It some soda with some mans in it I'm the nigga in my set Do you know that too? You had some old ass drink, it was overdue He met his mans in the grave We put him under too When I ain't got no Percs I'm poppin' Addys as a substitute Spin they block and spin they block again They gon' shell shock opp tried to wrestle What's a chopper to a headlock? We was in the bounty runnin' face, nigga On cellblock he tried to make a right He made a left and got his head shot I could cook it up and bust it Down all in them same spot Gotta watch the time, he lost his life He on the same clock I'm mixing my designer with my Louis Look like a raindrop I am nothing like your nigga We are not up in the same pot Mixing my designer with my Louis Look like a raindrop I am nothing like your nigga We are not up in the same pot I can't wait to buy a mansion in the Hills and put the gang up in it Top rank and runnin' with some demons You can't hang with us Bounce out, watch me walk 'em down, yeah We gon' flame it up i hit him with all ten Watch me turn his ass to angel dust I'm still in the field with My niggas ten toes You wasn't there when we was Thuggin' up in that cold We was spot to spot I'm tryna make it off the block You wasn't there in the field when We was bendin' niggas' blocks Man, first off I'm hella dangerous Don't play with me (Don't play with me) Big crib by myself, but can't stay with me Nah Hang a nigga, I ain't talkin' bout to slavery (No) i got whole things for the go But this ain't no bakery (This ain't no bakery) F*ck you mean? I came from nothing So everything I talk is paper (I'm talkin' cheese) don't do no handouts I got tired of doing people favors (F*ck that) Man, second rule to getting money Gotta stack for later (Stack for later) Stuffin' good weed up in this Grabba Always smokin' flavors (yeah)
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