Curly Savv – Hideout Lyrics

Uh
Like, "Are you dumb, dickhead?" hahaha
Glizzy on me like give me the green light
9 shots in the Ruger,
I step on the court, they like, "Watch the shooter"
Boom, boom, pussy

We spin up on 'em ([?]), .50's in them drums (.50's)
Put a beam on top o' my stick 'cause I know them blixkys run
Bitch, I'm EBK (K), bitch, I'm GDK (Grrt)
Fuck around and shoot this bitch up till my glizzy break
You cannot hideout, uh (Nah), we blow your mind out, uh
Pass me Glocky, I'm finna slide out, uh (Glizzy, glizzy)
These niggas doubt out, boy, you get hit with a rainout
Oh, let me find out, we finna rot out

Enough of the games,
I came here to talk, at first it was only a warmup
All of they shooters got put in a
casket, I wonder who niggas gon' call up
And if they alive and they twirlin',
they lucky 'cause most o' them niggas got scorched up (Ha)

I be that nigga, you know me already
A plenty of fetti I'd love to see daddy
Fuckin' with us, pussy, you gon' regret it
We [?] and then we gon' wet 'em
So many opps, I just can't remember
We knockin' off whoever you signin'
And clip like movie, that shit never aimin'
Fuck up the scene and clear up the section
Fuck all that talkin', you know we on court
And y'all niggas really just came off the porch
You never swish shit,
the fuck is you lyin', lil' nigga, you ain't hit a score
Back to back [?] we comin' it for it all,
y'all better go stack it up for some more
I do not fuck wit' you, niggas, so, please,
is best to keep my name out o' your mouth

I cannot beef with no niggas that ain't gettin' money

We spin up on 'em (Spin up, spin up), .50's in them drums (.50's)
Put a beam on top o' my stick 'cause I know them blixkys run
Bitch, I'm EBK (K), bitch, I'm GDK (Grrt)
Fuck around and shoot this bitch up till my glizzy break
You cannot hideout, uh (Nah), we blow your mind out, uh
Pass me Glocky, I'm finna slide out, uh (Glizzy, glizzy)
These niggas doubt out, boy, you get hit with a rainout
Oh, let me find out, we finna rot out

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