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lirik lagu baby stone gorillas & gotdamnitdupri - highspeed chase

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[intro]
(god d~mn it, dupri)

[chorus]
ha, burn rubber on a b~tch, make the car shake
hit a hundred on the jakes
all gas, no brakes
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
ha, burn rubber on a b~tch, make the car shake
hit a hundred on the jakes
all gas, no brakes
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
[verse 1]
two hundred on the dash in sport mode, don’t touch the brakes
when your foot touch the floor, just put the blunt to your face
ridin’ dirty, i got a gun on my waist
f~ck 12, i ain’t stoppin’, all gas, it’s a chase
two hands on thе wheel, you watch me swerve to diffеrent lanes
head to the side, four thick, b~tch, i’m with gang
yeah, we outside, bsg, they scream our name
doing doughnuts, that’s our thing
burning tires just to change ’em

[verse 2]
every time, we known to step, and when you see me, i’m with gang
she was screaming, “bsg,” but she got blinded by the chain
your b~tch, she love the back seat, when she with us, she screaming, “gang”
what the f~ck i look like clutching? you could get it any day
turn a bucket to a wraith
drop the top and do the race
i’m just tryna make it out, i’m just a kid from the jays
hit a hundred, make it shake
when we slide, we giving dates
hit a hundred, make it shake
when we slide, we giving dates

[chorus]
ha, burn rubber on a b~tch, make the car shake
hit a hundred on the jakes
all gas, no brakes
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
ha, burn rubber on a b~tch, make the car shake
hit a hundred on the jakes
all gas, no brakes
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
[verse 3]
man, them n~ggas came from nothing, how them n~ggas get them bentleys?
all my b~tches in designer, all your b~tches looking regular
her ass super fat, she like a rolls, i should’ve married her
her baby daddy mad we got some pape’, we had to bury him
he not the same n~gga without that gun, i be too scary, huh?
it’s a k with hollow tips, i c~ck it back and let it go
i have him rocking back and forth just like that smoker in july
i got that beam on his ass wherever he go, i bet it slide

[verse 4]
huh? what a f~ck n~gga say?
you just poppin’ out your mouth, repeat yourself, b~tch, come again
we ain’t come outside for nothin’, spin they block again
smoke good blend, pop a perc’ 10, i need more bands
we could f~ck, call it a night, but we can’t be friends
push the pedal to the metal if i beat 12
’cause i got bl!cky in this b~tch, ain’t got no l’s
f~ck 12 and free them gang members out that jail cell

[chorus]
ha, burn rubber on a b~tch, make the car shake
hit a hundred on the jakes
all gas, no brakes
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
ha, burn rubber on a b~tch, make the car shake
hit a hundred on the jakes
all gas, no brakes
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
n~gga, we gon’ do the race, f~ck a highspeed chase
[outro]
go, go
go, go


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