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tokyo slide - game the heartbreak kid lyrics

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[intro]
aye

[chorus: game the heartbreak kid]
are you sliding?
take the counterfeit guap out the bag
and give me the diamonds
my n*ggas pull up with the xans
oh! look at the timing
i grip it and i do the dash but, ain’t no rewinding
ha! he said that he was your mans
that n*gga was lying
like hold up my n*gga, you mad?
you mad or what?
i might hit my dance, slide with the gang
you running these bands or what?
n*gga we running bag, i hop in the van
don’t care if we crash or not
i could see j*pan high of these xans
i feel like an astronaut
(gang, hold on bah!)
you throwing these hands or nah?
n*gga remember the plan, pop out with the mags
you shooting these f*gs or what?
you used to stay at the trap house
well i used to stay with my aunts and uncle
my n*gga pull up with his strap out
i promise we ain’t backing down for nothing
[verse 1: game the heartbreak kid]
(hold on, hold on gang!)
i can tell you what happened
both him and his mans came in with some masks
i thought that the n*gga was capping
watched him pull out the mags
i guess from this statement you’d guess my initial reaction
ducked under the table and i started camping
**fore them n*ggas started blasting
i don’t know what the f*ck happened
understand i don’t have a distraction
“put your hands in the air i’m not asking”
“i demand that you make a transaction”
i transferred the guap to his balance
hunnid grand i mean could you imagine?
hit the gas and them n*ggas was dashing
911 took immediate action i’m….

[verse 2: game the heartbreak kid]
high as the sky so n*gga you drive
i’m stuck in a speed chase
cops on my 9
so n*gga we taking the intersection to the freeway
hold up we got about 5 minutes
throw the stolen money in the briefcase
n*gga it’s ride or die
we throwing up slimes all over the city
(aye)
somebody come get me
i pull up with stars bet awards felt like i was winning a grammy
don’t lower your guard
sh*t’ll get f*cked up if you try to get near me
got 40k tnt set as a plan b
promise you’d never forget me
[pre*chorus: hearts grow * yura yura]
“yura, yura to yuganda sora e
kimi no moto e tonde yuke
konna ni mo chikaku ni kanjiteru
futatsu no omoi

[chorus: game the heartbreak kid]
are you sliding?
take the counterfeit guap out the bag
and give me the diamonds
my n*ggas pull up with the xans
oh! look at the timing
i grip it and i do the dash but, ain’t no rewinding
ha! he said that he was your mans
that n*gga was lying
like hold up my n*gga, you mad?
you mad or what?
i might hit my dance, slide with the gang
you running these bands or what?
n*gga we running bag, i hop in the van
don’t care if we crash or not
i could see j*pan high of these xans

[verse 2: freddy la flare]
oh no no no, can’t let that sh*t slide
f*cking with mines
n*ggas gotta die
i’m the truth shorty can’t tell no lie
they be hating but i do not pay them no mind
up the pole on his b*tch ass
and if he try to run then we shoot as his spine
love my brothers to death they my slime
swear they with the sh*ts so do not step outta line
(uh) f*ck all that talking you not bout that action
dividing your numbers like fractions
chopper stand up like a standing ovation
you know that my pistols be clapping
walk to yo spot and i’m taking your main hoe
so i be the one who be laughing
bop to the bank with dineros and pesos
i’m sorry my shorty the baddest
[pre*chorus: hearts grow * yura yura]
“yura, yura to yuganda sora e
kimi no moto e tonde yuke
konna ni mo chikaku ni kanjiteru
futatsu no omoi

[chorus: game the heartbreak kid]
are you sliding?
take the counterfeit guap out the bag
and give me the diamonds
my n*ggas pull up with the xans
oh! look at the timing
i grip it and i do the dash but, ain’t no rewinding
ha! he said that he was your mans
that n*gga was lying
like hold up my n*gga, you mad?
you mad or what?
i might hit my dance, slide with the gang
you running these bands or what?
n*gga we running bag, i hop in the van
don’t care if we crash or not
i could see j*pan high of these xans
i feel like an astronaut

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