Текст песни
Ron Ron do that shit. I'm thinkin', what I'm gon' say in this bitch? I don't play games but run game on your Bitch. Five Cubans iced out, I rep the gang In this bitch. Iced out AP on my arm Like I sprained my wrist. Killers love me like I'm Meg. Never trust a nigga or a bitch, how I Was raised. Trappin' out the state with me and Barto makin' plays. Chillin' in the slums, I want slums and the motherfuckin' J's. And you know we on gorilla shit. Everybody killer, bitches too, it ain't no innocent. My quiet bitch gon' share me with her friend, I give him benefits. I done made a million Out my trap, bitch, I been rich. Where my Star Rat niggas? And you know we on gorilla shit. I ain't motherfuckin' yeep, I'm a Baby Stone Gorilla, bitch. Yeah, my OG smoke sherm and sniff Work, we be killin' shit. bought a foreign off The lot and did some donuts at the dealership. Put a potato on the top and spin the Glock and start peelin' shit. Bsz the pest control, we don't tolerate none of That snitchin' shit. I got a bag and started Flexin' like I been rich. You shot your shot with my lil' hoe, but Bro, you been missed. A lot of yeeps done been the game, but They ain't did shit. Catchin' plays like I'm Madden, Know I hit 'em with the hit stick. You a bitch, you just forgot to wear the Lipstick. Glock with a extendo, hurt the opps and Ease the tension. Brodie said the paper gon' come, But the hate gon' bump. Nah, this ain't no Fuckin' marching band, but the gang got drums. Baby Stone gorillas in this bitch and you hate That, huh? I got my killers in this bitch And you hate that, huh? Put the green beam On the chop, I got ten sticks. Yeah, that nigga tried it, rampage, he got Dropkicked. Yeah, he tried to run from the beam And got mopped quick. FN the fully'll do some Damage like a mop stick. Road runnin', hard work, ain't been asleep in three Days. I'm a trapper and a rapper, bitch, so I could bust it down. I could take you Where you wanna be, you gotta hold it down. Yeah, yeah, look. I ain't with the holdin' hands, that lil' bitch A dick pleaser. In the field broad day, baby, I'm the stick squeezer. We got two beams, ten Sticks, and we got wife beaters. Bean muggin', fade everything 'cause I don't like Niggas. I don't know what to say in this Bitch. I will fuck your bitch and stack gang In this bitch. I ain't come to party, broad, Thinkin' this bitch. Women be on block, Guaranteed we droppin' shit. 'Cause I got tired of bein' broke, I'm tryna Get rich. He taxin' for the drank, so you Know I had to strip him quick. You ain't been up on that block, nigga, we Ain't see you since. I'm thinkin', should I hop out the car and Start squeezin'? It's them young niggas outside that Press and shootin' for no reason. Get out my way when I be drivin', I Be speedin' for no reason. She turned around, I Got behind and start beat-beat-beatin' it. Yeah, we Baby Stone gorillas, we four we undefeated. Big bag, if we see somebody with it, then We need it. When I told y'all was gon' Make it to the top, y'all didn't believe it. I'm thinkin'-Nated left the J's in this bitch. My whole gang gorilla, we some apes in this Bitch. Real stick squeezers, want some K's in this Bitch. Tuckin' up your hood with a K in This bitch, ayy. Naked body flow, We po-fos. PMB, quarter mud bros. M. O. B., we break hoes. Wasn't born rich, won't die broke. No respect crew, I'ma slide then go again. Opps sneak dissin' but on the hood, we be Torchin' them. Back to back, goin' back to back Like a tournament. Back to back, goin' back to Back like a tournament. got big ass nina, I'm a stick squeezer. J Spec see the plug, He be bringin' all the heaters. You don't fuck with Zona, we don't fuck with Neither. FN in Shell Top burn a nigga like Ether. Big slum street sweeper, gravedigger reaper. Everything we drop hot, niggas can't keep up. I am in the turf with the heat tucked. JSB for a Juggle Stone bitty banger. Opp niggas gettin' spanked and puttin' work in, My homies demonstratin'. Want smoke, chop it, got him ventilatin'. Poppy malt up in his face, send his bitch Out to save him.
Baby Stone Gorillas, Zona Man, Slumlord Trill — Stick Squeezers
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