Gman get to sparkin if you speakin on me
Told bruh drop the pin but he cappin on me
Could've did life that night I had it on me
I was on the block way before the rap homie
I ain't f*ck with niggas they renegade
Had to cut ties them niggaz was hella fake
All black masked up like it's training day
Put a bullet to yo bell nigga amazing grace
LIL LOC never been the type to run off
Either ran it up or banged it ina stand off
In this lifestyle you already know how it goes
Keep your head on a swivel while you clutchin the pole
Strapped up locked n loaded green light we on go
N my wife get to trippin so keep talkin lil hoe
45 by 9's I ain't playin any defense
Empty out the clip reload repeat the sequence
Hatin ass niggaz hate to see a youngin shine
Shoot first or get shot ima yank mine
Northside Hayward nigga that's my home plate
Bruh did it but I hit em with the no sè
He said wha? I think loc ready to crash out
You was hard on the gram dont f*ckin cry now
No white flags round here we ain't doin that
Product of my hood the jungle is my f*ckin habitat
Top dawg round this bitch you understand me
No gang only rockin with the family
If it's not on the hip it's in the back seat
You gone slide lil nigga when will that be?
I be in the field I even hustle in the rain
The slums get tragic nigga this shit ain't a game
Gman gen three is what the chrome say
Bruh leekin now it's blood up on my northface
Fire in my lungs n I'm goin straight dummy
Spittin like bills is due nigga I need the money
Yo pops a D O but you thuggin that's funny
You not bout a bag get the f*ck back from me
9mm with a 50 round drummy
Shots to yo back if you try to run from me
Thumpers gotta bass line energizer bunny
Purple in the sprite yeah now it's straight muddy
All this dope smoke got my mind feelin fuzzy
Ion want no dap lil nigga I ain't yo buddy
Speakin on me now yo white t bloody
Choppa make him get low sum like the dougie
You not a killer niggaz swear they ted bundy
Ima big dawg lil nigga yous a puppy
Yous a broke nigga n my pockets on chunky
Lil loc from the stack straight to the nutty's bitch
LIL LOC - Flatline (Remix) Lyrics
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Gman get to sparkin if you speakin on me
Told bruh drop the pin but he cappin on me
Could've did life that night I had it on me
I was on the block way before the rap homie
I ain't f*ck with niggas they renegade
Had to cut ties them niggaz was hella fake
All black masked up like it's training day
Put a bullet to yo bell nigga amazing grace
LIL LOC never been the type to run off
Either ran it up or banged it ina stand off
In this lifestyle you already know how it goes
Keep your head on a swivel while you clutchin the pole
Strapped up locked n loaded green light we on go
N my wife get to trippin so keep talkin lil hoe
45 by 9's I ain't playin any defense
Empty out the clip reload repeat the sequence
Hatin ass niggaz hate to see a youngin shine
Shoot first or get shot ima yank mine
Northside Hayward nigga that's my home plate
Bruh did it but I hit em with the no sè
He said wha? I think loc ready to crash out
You was hard on the gram dont f*ckin cry now
No white flags round here we ain't doin that
Product of my hood the jungle is my f*ckin habitat
Top dawg round this bitch you understand me
No gang only rockin with the family
If it's not on the hip it's in the back seat
You gone slide lil nigga when will that be?
I be in the field I even hustle in the rain
The slums get tragic nigga this shit ain't a game
Gman gen three is what the chrome say
Bruh leekin now it's blood up on my northface
Fire in my lungs n I'm goin straight dummy
Spittin like bills is due nigga I need the money
Yo pops a D O but you thuggin that's funny
You not bout a bag get the f*ck back from me
9mm with a 50 round drummy
Shots to yo back if you try to run from me
Thumpers gotta bass line energizer bunny
Purple in the sprite yeah now it's straight muddy
All this dope smoke got my mind feelin fuzzy
Ion want no dap lil nigga I ain't yo buddy
Speakin on me now yo white t bloody
Choppa make him get low sum like the dougie
You not a killer niggaz swear they ted bundy
Ima big dawg lil nigga yous a puppy
Yous a broke nigga n my pockets on chunky
Lil loc from the stack straight to the nutty's bitch
Told bruh drop the pin but he cappin on me
Could've did life that night I had it on me
I was on the block way before the rap homie
I ain't f*ck with niggas they renegade
Had to cut ties them niggaz was hella fake
All black masked up like it's training day
Put a bullet to yo bell nigga amazing grace
LIL LOC never been the type to run off
Either ran it up or banged it ina stand off
In this lifestyle you already know how it goes
Keep your head on a swivel while you clutchin the pole
Strapped up locked n loaded green light we on go
N my wife get to trippin so keep talkin lil hoe
45 by 9's I ain't playin any defense
Empty out the clip reload repeat the sequence
Hatin ass niggaz hate to see a youngin shine
Shoot first or get shot ima yank mine
Northside Hayward nigga that's my home plate
Bruh did it but I hit em with the no sè
He said wha? I think loc ready to crash out
You was hard on the gram dont f*ckin cry now
No white flags round here we ain't doin that
Product of my hood the jungle is my f*ckin habitat
Top dawg round this bitch you understand me
No gang only rockin with the family
If it's not on the hip it's in the back seat
You gone slide lil nigga when will that be?
I be in the field I even hustle in the rain
The slums get tragic nigga this shit ain't a game
Gman gen three is what the chrome say
Bruh leekin now it's blood up on my northface
Fire in my lungs n I'm goin straight dummy
Spittin like bills is due nigga I need the money
Yo pops a D O but you thuggin that's funny
You not bout a bag get the f*ck back from me
9mm with a 50 round drummy
Shots to yo back if you try to run from me
Thumpers gotta bass line energizer bunny
Purple in the sprite yeah now it's straight muddy
All this dope smoke got my mind feelin fuzzy
Ion want no dap lil nigga I ain't yo buddy
Speakin on me now yo white t bloody
Choppa make him get low sum like the dougie
You not a killer niggaz swear they ted bundy
Ima big dawg lil nigga yous a puppy
Yous a broke nigga n my pockets on chunky
Lil loc from the stack straight to the nutty's bitch
Writer: Anthony Hart
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