Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Flex Zone, artist - Slim Thug. Album song Thug Thursday 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.08.2014
Record label: B.H.O
Song language: English
No Flex Zone |
No flex zone |
They know betta |
No flex zone |
They know betta |
Went and grabbed my weight up, OG in the tix |
And errytime you see me at least 50 on my neck |
Still drop that check, about to cop that vet |
Havin a midlife crisis, all I wanna do is buy nice shit |
Keep 4 5 fly chicks, you likin' all 'em pigs throw IG |
They at the crib in the hot tub, try new tricks on me |
I know they sick of me, mayne, me and my niggas made history, mayne |
Came out the hood and went got that check |
And they still alone, ain’t feel love yet |
No flex zone, my set done grown, my paper grown, six acres — home |
I’m so betta, play so weller |
Ima grind fo' eva, Ima shine fo' eva |
One stop now, Ima get this money |
My kids straight, daddy bringin em hunids |
Ima gold getter, Ima gold getter |
Never fallin off, Ima shine fo' eva |
I’m gettin' mo' cheddar, and I won’t let 'em |
Grillaz know betta, I put that on whateva |
I fuck a lot windy, they say I’m so special |
But niggas don’t feel me, can we trust these hoes? |
Neva |
Yung par with his D-flex only fuck boys don’t mind see the door |
Seen a hunid in the summer love befo' the song was drummin' |
So this money kinda over, deep diamonds is new |
Made so many millions, same niggas then when I was in the struggle |
When I needed niggas, shine wid em too |
Made a brand from the flow, CEO with the show |
Understand fuck I live like Simon with Dro, nigga |
Disappear the roof, I just tell the truth |
Y’all? |
line, hommie where the proof? |
But I’m like Kermit, dude, and peace is none of mind |
Me and my nigga Thugga rock the game we sittin' on the flow |
So close when it’s car time, eye you |
Listen to the coach and it just be gone |
Feelin' like a rich D-Shawn |
Hottest nigga out where I’m from |
How I rolled out the slums |
Niggas told hunnid round draws |
Only option get it, pucka get it done |
Propane that nigga, how long you a nigga at? |
Pull me up same key do ya thang |
Cause the real niggas let it see |
And a real nigga came up when you see pay yung niggas come hate |
Look |
Big body steppin' on percus |
Kool-Aid shinin' on the surface |
Gettin' paid ova these verses |
Dunner so butt, said it came with the curtain |
Most of my partners been layin in churches |
Van carried out where the dirt is |
Yes, ain’t gotta green card |
But I bet they know where that work is |
I got a bunch of bad hoes that wanna jump in bed |
Rubber bands stretchin' on loafs of bread |
Money in my pockets, keep bumpin' heads |
We don’t burn out, we pump trucks instead |
Now my bad muthafucka betta ask somebody |
If they need it first I’ma attack somebody |
You don’t want nuttin' but to pass right by me |
Whole business came knockin' I could pass somebody |
That ass that came with me, I’m back with the squad |
If you ain’t go hustle, go back to yo job |
A-Town be the city, that’s where I belong |
Been in these corners and ridin' with hoes |
Prayin one day I might undo my wrongs |
Savin' up hunids and wanna do ones |
Breathing that kush that get stuck in my lungs |
If they ask you my name betta not tell 'em none |