top 100
·
top new
·
updates
·
submit lyrics
#
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
Correct Hide & Seek Lyrics
Lyrics
►
Artists: 0-9
►
9LOKKNINE
►
Correct Hide & Seek
Artist:
Song:
Comment:
Lyrics:
[Intro] Yo, Enry Turn that shit, foo' Ayy, ayy [Chorus: GlokkNine] Hide and seek shit We creep on ’em, after hours I watched him pop it, now he geekin' Let them bullets shower We call 'em milk, cause when shit hit the sun They turnin’ sour He playin' possum, I'm just trynna' blossom Like a flower Give me an hour, naw 30 All that beef devoured I call him [?], I get evil Took yo' [?] hours Better yet, lil '9 get even Like I'm trynna' balance I mask it up, all through the weekends Week days, I be clownin’ I’m the shit, these niggas tissue Like some fuckin' downy If yeen gang, you can’t hang Get the fuck from 'round me I had to catch up like some mustard Remember, I was drownin' I held my breathe until I caught up Got these niggas frownin' I held my breathe until I caught up Got these niggas frownin’ (Aye, aye) [Verse 2: FSG BangOut] It ain't no question, when we step I'm on some lethal weapon I just Givenchy'd my lil [?] Steppin', how I'm steppin' Striped up like the referee More knowledge than a reverend No tellin', but I'm tellin' you This Glock here hold eleven I might just Alexander Wang Me and her, polyester She focused, when she give me brain I call her [?] Bless[?] Cooling system on the .223 Sit on the dresser I might just buck the jack for food 'Cause I need all extras [Verse 3: RugRatOD] They like, "Jit, just pop the molly" "Jit, just pop the molly" The way I rock out on you pussies This no Miley Cyrus He ain' no killer, he be lyin' He ain' catch no body Oh he geekin' out his body He might start a riot I'm makin' moves, with that tool Robbin' with that iron Made the news, stick and move Doin' dead time .40 cal, on my hip Oh, he hangin' out .40 cal, on my hip Oh, he hangin' out [Chorus: GlokkNine] I'm on some Hide and seek shit We creep on 'em, after hours I watched him pop it, now he geekin' Let them bullets shower We call 'em milk, cause when shit hit the sun They turnin' sour He playin' possum, I'm just trynna' blossom Like a flower Give me an hour, naw 30 All that beef devoured I call him [?], I get evil Took yo' [?] hours Better yet, lil '9 get even Like I'm trynna' balance I mask it up, all through the weekends Week days, I be clownin' I'm the shit, these niggas tissue Like some fuckin' downy If yeen gang, you can't hang Get the fuck from 'round me I had to catch up like some mustard Remember, I was drownin' I held my breathe until I caught up Got these niggas frownin' I held my breathe until I caught up Got these niggas frownin' (Aye, aye) [Bridge: GlokkNine] I just wanna' sail But they trynna' down me (I swea') Fuck the school, I got expelled Kicked right off the campus (I'm gone) Think they talkin' no appeal So he got rerouted (Oh yuh) Equipped with knowledge I can't even much tell you about it (Uh huh) So body, body My lil niggas get the party started (Gow) I beg ya' pardon, now I got it I'on do the flodgin' (Uh uh) Don't you take another step 'Cause, bitch, you past the margin (Stop it) I know my niggas, they gon' step Just like they fuckin' marchin' (Gow) [Verse 5: Foolio] Fifty bands, on yo' head You a fuckin' target (Bitch) Thirty draco in the .40 cal On the market Play with me, that shit history I'ma Rosa Park-it In the stolo, we like [?] Trynna' catch a body (In the stolo) CNN, breaking news He the trending topic (Damn) Rest up Kendre, and Lil Vontae, and Lil Tommy Gotti (Tommy Gotti) Dead people in my blunt Guess I'm smokin' zombies (Damn) This shit W.W.E War with everybody (Everybody) Got lil Tyrese in the tent Lil bra' stuck in [?] (Stuck in [?]) Hit 'em with a level ten For attempted [?] (Attempted [?]) And GlokkNine, got a nine Rodger that and [?} [Bridge: GlokkNine] Ya', oh ya', oh ya' Aye I just wanna' sail But they trynna' down me (I swea') Fuck the school, I got expelled Kicked right off the campus (I'm gone) Think they talkin' no appeal So he got rerouted (Oh yuh) Equipped with knowledge I can't even much tell you about it (Uh huh) So body, body My lil niggas get the party started (Gow) I beg ya' pardon, now I got it I'on do the flodgin' (Uh uh) Don't you take another step 'Cause, bitch, you past the margin (Stop it) I know my niggas, they gon' step Just like they fuckin' marchin' (Gow)
add rows