Baby Stone Gorillas - Baby Stone Gorillas lyrics

Whats yo name? Infant P from BPS
You from BP… oh you a gang banger? Yuuuup
Alright

Military chopper with the scope
Go boom boom boom
Have a nigga running from the stick
Like duck duck goose
Niggas talking brazy out they mouth
Like I just won’t shoot
Smoker on the roof taste the work
Damn near broke his tooth
You ain't never slid through the cbs
Time to pop your tool
Baby stones on the back block
Finna pop your goons
Niggas playing cards acting tough
That is not your move
See me up in traffic with the strap
Better make your move
Popping shit from Longwood
All the way to 60th Street
Baby stone gorilla in the set
It’s the jungle to me
Watch what you say out your mouth
Ain't no humbling me stick shot a nigga for
Accidently talking to me
I just fucked your bitch lil bro
She ain't talking to mе
Your bitch suck my dick i bust the left
It’s the shark in mе
Chased a nigga down and popped him up
He remembers me too
Ever since then he couldn’t move
He been living with screws

I don’t even care if he come back
I’m still riding with tools
How you say that other nigga told
You still riding with dude
And ima knock that nigga out
For sliding with Dru

I’m into flocks late night
Trying to take something seen the CRASH
Had to run like the jacks coming
Told brody hit his head then his pay coming
These niggas want to be me bad
I’m finna hate coming hold on
I meant I hate boming
If we hit they block and spin again
We going to case something
I mixed the kush with the blend
Its fucking up my stomach
Trying to put a cb on the news
But he keep on running
I’m trying to touch a big bag 100 100s
I got my foot up on the gas
Ain't letting up for nothing
Let a nigga go against the
Gang and it's repercussions
Let a nigga go against the
Gang and this choppa busting

Dissing on the gang you must be stupid
Hang yourself put him on a page or a shirt
Nigga blame yourself
Homegirls fucking on the opps make
Them hard to trust been in the field
Nah nigga this ain't new to us
That’s your bitch with us
The bitch been a slut
Stood on the block all day
To make that double up
Keep your eyes open when you
Wide up on the block cRASH out hot as fuck
I need to stash the Glock
Why all these niggas say they gang
But they really not
Stripped him for his shit
Told him to get up out the spot
All my niggas top 5 i advice you not
Sneak diss on the gang bitch nigga
That will get you popped
Still in the field making plays
Trying to get it in
Stick the plug up and the sacks too
How I get it in
Sipped a whole four and a deuce
Because I can’t think straight
It’s kind of hard for me to
Trust living with the snakes
Trying to make my momma proud
No I didn’t graduate
Instead she was taking trips up to East Lake
See a c b get murdered
Get verified and up the murder rate
We coming back to back
We finna put him on a page

These bitched fuck with us
We got them in our face to spade
We got them off the block
Before Johnny do the race
We put them on the block
I swear to God they do the race
These niggas know what’s up with us
Know we ain't playing on the gang
Doing all that typing on the internet
No we don’t play those games
We stomped him out we beat him up
He had smut up on his name
Caught him at the store with his kid
I could have took his brain
Tell the girl bring her friends
We trying to fuck they face

Baby stone sharper than a blade
With a fresh fade chopper on my hip
Murder gang yeah im ck last trip to opps
We ain't going to say "Hi!"s name
The real yellow tape a fuck nigga
Ask Main Mane ski mask but out on the opps
He a sad man
The last nigga ain't testify in court
So ima a glad man