HIDEOUT

Lyrics

[Intro: Curly Savv & Rah Swish] Uh Like, "Are you dumb, dickhead?" hahaha Glizzy on me like, gimme the green light 9 shots in the Ruger, I step on the court, they like, "Watch the shooter" Boom, boom, pussy [Chorus: Curly Savv] 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 (I got him) Bitch, I'm EBK (K), bitch, I'm GDK (Grrt) Fuck around and shoot this bitch up 'til my glizzy break (Ha) You cannot hideout, uh (Nah), we blow your mind out, uh Pass me Glocky, I'm finna slide out, uh (Glizzy, glizzy) These niggas died out, boy, you get hit with a rainout Oh, let me find out, we finna ride out [Verse 1: Rah Swish] 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) Club, Garvey, first time shots out the car, next time gon' be walk-ups I'm really confused, like what you gon' do for your bitch, she was just gettin' stabbed up Finna get back for your mans, he been gone for 8 years, I swear it don't add up Bodies droppin' all the time and they come from they side, them niggas got bad luck Send a K [?] see all them rats, they better get packed up (I got 'em) Whole gang on court, do what we want, don't give a fuck what a coach say Don't have me turn it to Coach Day, get lit up like it was your birthday Pull up to SG, then go link the stars, I'm really official, don't do the fakin' All of these [?] got me hallucinating [Verse 2: Curly Savv] I be that nigga, you know me already, get plenty of fetti I'd love to see Getti Fuckin' with us, pussy, you gon' regret it, we back the shiggies and then we gon' wet 'em So many opps, I just can't remember, we knockin' off whoever you signin' The clip like movie, this shit never endin', 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 with you, niggas, so, please, is best to keep my name out o' your mouth [Verse 3: Rah Swish] I cannot beef with no niggas that ain't gettin' money, plus half of the ran from us Play home attendant, then get in the crib, back out and go piss on his grandmother [?] clip, look like a pickle, I shoot at the car til' the door break Early mornin', park up on lil' [?], catch him, we makin' a court date Niggas ain't hot and they know where we at, they broke, so they cannot get here Told [?] I already been there Them niggas wasn't on shit there Hop out the V, then I wet him up, look like he puttin' on swimwear Cap him like I'm gettin' bitch here Shoot up the crib if he live there [Chorus: Curly Savv] 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