Slimesito, BeezyB - Siamese Twins lyrics

[Slimesito, BeezyB - Siamese Twins lyrics]

Fo' or the gang
I'll send your ass to Allah
I'm on the block, servin' chickens
No Popeye just paint a nigga shirt
It's lookin' like tie dye
We shot him in the mouth
He did too much Ra Ra
I'm smokin' opps, man
I'll do 'em like Zaza
I ain't tryna politic, you a small fry
Just swamped a nigga
I hit his ass with a 2 5
I'm posted on the way
You know I stay outside

I'm posted with Capos and all
Of us big fries
One phone call, then they doin' homicides
That stick hit him up and it left him fried
I'm on gang way posted with the guys
That nigga got knocked while he was on live
We gang, be sticked up like we is a tribe
These bitchеs be broke, fuckin' up my vibe
Last nigga talkеd down, that nigga died

My bitch robbin' shit like we Bonnie & Clyde
We back to back slidin'
Know it's eye for eye
Yap gang, 50, yeah we got that tie
Man, I can't fuck with niggas
If they ain't mob tied
I can't fuck with niggas if
They play two sides i'm tied up in the mob
I feel just like 2wo 2imes
Just hit a nigga up, i hit his ass two times
I'm two faceito, yeah
They callin' me two slime
Shooters in the land
They beggin' that Fruton
You bought a pistol, that don't mean
You gon' shoot now

I'm havin' them shooters they hunt
Like a blood hound
I up that stick, they ran like a grey hound
This Louis V, Prada, this ain't spray ground
I fucked your bitch and I kept her face down
Rich Slime Gang, we the talk of the town
Wet his whole block and we let 'em drown
That stick 'cause earthquakes and tsunamis
Niggas get chopped, turned into baloney
These niggas rap cappin' and
That shit be phoney
I'm servin' whole plates like
I work at Shoney i'm rockin' all black
Like I'm Destroy Lonely
I'm real trapped out
Trappin' in Saucony's
I'm double down in the whip by my lonely
Souped-up sticks, like it came from Sony's

Got souped-up sticks, I'm never on my lonely
I caught him down bad
I left him by his homies
Got two hot stretchers, you know
They stay up on me
I'm scarfacito, yeah, I feel like Tony
In seventeen hours, slidin' by the opponents
(BLATT) Better watch how you approach me
Got bulletproof whip, they out
Tryna sco' me
At 13 slime, nigga, you can't coach me
Got big ass Glock on me, you can't slime me
I'll shoot your ass up, boy
You better not try me
2 faceshots, now you hooked to IV
BeezyB, that's my twin, you know we Siamese
Got foreign bitches slidin' for
Me and they Chinese
Don't get yourself X'd
Like you rockin' Almighty
Got low, keep wishin', know
They tryna fry me
Don't get your ass smoked
For thinkin' you gon' try me

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