Baby Stone Gorillas, Zona Man, Slumlord Trill - Stick Squeezers lyrics

[Baby Stone Gorillas, Zona Man, Slumlord Trill - Stick Squeezers lyrics]

(RonRon do that shit)

I'm thinking
"What I'm gon' say in this bitch?"
I don't play games, we run game on your bitch
Side 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 made
Never trust a nigga or a
Bitch how I was raised
Traveling out of state with me
And Barter making plays
Chilling in the slums
Now it's Slums and the motherfucking Jays
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 'em benefit's
I done made a million out my trap, bitch
I been rich

With my Chiraq niggas and you
Know we on gorilla shit
I'm no mothеrfucking E, I'm
A Baby Stone Gorilla, bitch
Yeah, my OG smoke shеrm and sniff work
But he be killing shit
I bought a foreign off the lot and
Did some donuts out the dealership
Put a potato on the top, extend the Glock
And start peeling shit bSG the pest control
We don't tolerate none of that snitching shit
I got a bag and started
Flexing like I been rich
You shot your shot with my lil' ho, but bro
You been missed
A lot of years up in the game
But they ain't did shit
Catching plays like I'm Madden
Know I'll hit 'em with the hit stick
You a bitch
You just forgot to wear the lipstick
Glock with an instant
Heard the opps ain't used to tension
Brodie said the pape' gon' come
But the hate gon' bome
Nah, this ain't no fucking 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 a fully
It do some damage like a mop stick
Road running, all work
Ain't been to sleep 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 holding 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 mean mugging
Fade everything 'cause I don't like niggas

I don't know what to say in this bitch (yeah)
I would fuck your bitch
You stare at gang in this bitch (yeah)
I ain't come to party
Brought a thing in this bitch
When we beat your block
Guarantee we dropping shit
'Cause I got tired of being broke
I'm tryna get rich he taxing 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 thinking, "Should I hop out the
Car and start squeezing?"
It's the young niggas outside that pressing
Shooting for no reason
Get out my way when I be driving
I be speeding for no reason
She turned around, I got behind
Her, start beat, beat, beating it
(Damn)
Yeah, we Baby Stone Gorillas, we 5 and 0
We undefeated (Huh?)
Big bag, if we see somebody with it
Then we need it (Give me that shit)
And we told y'all we was gon'
Make it to the top, y'all didn't believe it

I'm thinking
"They done let the Jays in this bitch"
My whole gang gorilla
We some Bapes in this bitch
Real stick squeezer
Brought some K's in this bitch
Chucking up your hood with a K in this bitch
Ayy youngaveli flow, we pour fours
PMB, pour mud bros mOB, we break hoes
Once I'm going rich, won't die broke
No respect crew, I'ma slide, then go again
Opps sneak dissing, but on the hood
We be tossing them back to back
Going back to back like a tournament
Back to back
Going back to back like a tournament

I got a big-ass Nina i'm a stick squeezer
Jay Specs, he the plug
He be bringing all the heaters
You don't fuck with Zona
We don't fuck with you neither
The F&N shells hot, burn a nigga like ether
Big slime, streetsweeper gravedigger, reaper
Everything we drop hot, niggas can't keep up
I am in the turf with the heat tucked
JSB for Jungle Stone Bity bangin'
Opp niggas getting spanked in
Puttin' work in, my homies demonstratin'
Want smoke, chopper got him ventilatin'
Probably one up in his face
Send this bitch as a statement

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