paroles de chanson Stix on Stix (feat. LuuLuu) - Boy6lue

Uh-huh, yo
(It's blue) If I pull I'm aiming for your noodle (Headshot)
Surround myself with Pitbulls, no poodles (Grrr)
Couple niggas with a few screws loose (Crazy)
Somebody gotta die, we don't do truce (Nah)
O. Epps said I got the juice (I got it)
Got game then she's gonna choose (Ism)
You short again what's your excuse? (Wow)
You got funny money like Bruce Bruce (Haha)
I ain't trippin' got the hammer tucked (Regular)
.38 shoot straight like Galaga (Blaow!)
We conceal guns like Panama (True)
1 pocket 4k not a camera (Cash)
You a opp if you don't stand with us (Never lied)
And its casualties if the hammer buss (Flatline)
Got a ladder, clip got stamina (30)
Let it off they gon' riot like Attica (Ahh)

Sticks on sticks you know we got it
We move it all for the profit
Sticks on sticks you know we got it
And we gon' shoot if we gotta
Sticks on sticks you know we got it
We move it all for the profit
Sticks on sticks you know we got it
And we gon' shoot if we gotta (Ahh)

Ayo I'm up in the party (Party nigga)
Fuck niggas round me tryna act rowdy (Haa)
I got that thing, pull strings leave a body (Fucked up)
Mo green a nigga, know I been round bodies (Bodies!)
On my pops, dare you niggas come and try me (Try me)
Me I'm on point for them niggas tryna fly me (Fly me)
Fuck the opps all them niggas gotta die, see (What?)
Round after round, I be dealin' with them thotties (Nigga!)
Hang with them niggas really catching bodies (Bodies)
Shit fucked up if they go and touch the body
Lucky Luu sticked up, tell'em try me
A nigga talk sick then that niggas bout to fly b (Yo)
Run up pussy try me you did it to your family (Ooh)
I'm stupid with them grams, never switch up on my fams (Family)
Get that money chase them clams, getting money in my hands
Chuck one before it lands, me I'm running through them grams
(Uhh running through grams)

Sticks on sticks you know we got it
We move it all for the profit
Sticks on sticks you know we got it
And we gon' shoot if we gotta
Sticks on sticks you know we got it
We move it all for the profit
Sticks on sticks you know we got it
And we gon' shoot if we gotta (Ahh)

Yo man dem already know what the fuck it is
Chiddy chiddy bang bang, ahh ahh
Our gang, lowkey
Like that