Song Lyrics Dame Grease - Floss Don One    [Lyrics & Song Text Archive] lyrics archive>> D>> Dame Grease Singer Lyrics>> Floss Don One Song Lyrics Author/Artist/Singer: Dame Grease Music Title/Track: Floss Don One Theme ID: 1936 Album: N/A f/ H.O.T. Ones [Don] Niggas want WHAT!!!, what you want now Operation Lock, shut niggas down Nothin to gain, niggas want war with my gang I'm gunnin them thangs, have you slumped up in a Range How do you die, once I swing the iron at ya'll My riders'll swarm, Don be the eye of the storm 'Cause when it's my flow ya heart froze poppo Expose the 4 grip apart though, you not know Fuck with my dough, kick in your door, 20 Roscoe You think it's a game, Hot Ones'll burn you in flames Got little hands but hold the gat with ease Aint much to adjust, pull back and squeeze Flame-On, Chandon, never get it mixed kid Shots from the cannon'll leave a nigga twisted One phone call, cats is done for You want war, see 4-4 with the pump saw [Chorus] Floss, One, Don Let me get 'em, get 'em Floss, One, Don Let me get 'em, get 'em Floss, One, Don Let me get 'em, get 'em Floss, One, Don Let me get 'em, get 'em Now who we be (fly niggas) Who we be (fly niggas) Who we be (fly niggas) Who we be (fly niggas) What!!! [Floss] Who the fuck is ya'll niggas, no name niggas Live off the strip with ya man, 4 main niggas Is ya'll insane niggas, tryin to rule the streets now I'd be wrong if I cocked back, two of your peeps down Fall asleep now, I got killas on a pay roll Staight four from the trey-eight-o, kay bro Hot Ones is well connected like cable It's hectic when the Tec spit Don't move, you catch it Get in beef with me now, your peeps'll be found Fuck beatin down, he havem' meetin the ground In front of his door step, been waitin all night Fuck black, I'm comin to kill him in all white Cocked hammer, blow five at him on sight If not hit him, I'm droppin my gun and we gon' fight Get a brick, flip a brick, go plat, shit is sick Rather rap game or crack game, Floss ridiculous [Chorus] [One] Raised up in stories, Cristal and gators Ecaped through the block now, love us or you hate us Rappers get shot down, whole lotta haters CDs or tapes the only way to play us Girls, they'll talk that he say, she say Freshed up, more kicks than Eastbay We stay, breakin 70 always on the freeway But the cops say boy take it easy My name is One, I'm tryin to lock the game Uhhh, a lot of haters tryin to block the game Uhhh, too hot, can't stop the game Used to be in the streets and pack pain Ay yo, stop One, but I can't son Smoke branson, three young niggas tryin to blow like Hanson Fitted to the back, red and blue band son Some cats can't stand him But damn them [Chorus]2x Related Lyrics Random lyrics: Good To You, Is It Right To Say Goodbye, Learn To Crawl, Lie To You, Never Too late, Now When The Rain Falls, Sinking Stone Part 1, Sinking Stone Part 2, Sinking Stone part 3, So Well, Tatooed, Traffic, It Was Written, Limitless Satisfice, Born To Be Wild, It Was Written, More Justice, Still Searchin, Rock On, Was It Nothing At All, Abilene, Great Today, Letters & Drawings, Medication, Tonight I Will Retire, Yuma, Az, All Dressed Up, Amie, Baby Sister, Be My Husband, Boring Afternoon, Boring Shelf, Bottom Shelf, Cannonball, Cheers Darlin, Cheers Darlin, Childish, Cold Water, Creep, Delicate, Eskimo, Eskimo (With Finnish Parts), Face, Fool, Front Door, Groovin, I Fought In A War (Belle And Sebastian Cover), I Remember, Insane, La Professor La Fille Danse (Live at Cornucopia), Other Dame Grease song Lyrics Never Thought Lyrics The Future Lyrics Other Artists Damhnait Doyle Lyrics Damian Jr. Gong Marley Lyrics Damian Mackle Lyrics Damian Marley Lyrics Damian Michael Lyrics Damien Jurado Lyrics DAMIEN RICE Lyrics Damien Saez Lyrics Damir Lyrics Damita Jo Lyrics All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are strictly for educational purposes only. lyricstrue.net Copyright © 2005-2007 All Rights Reserved., , Privacy policy