Studio Ton - Flashin' lyrics

Oooh oooh Flashin' (*belches*) Oooh I'm gone off that boy and dog food, Purina Chow-Chow Pow Pow, hot lead on a n***a head G-style Never understood, grew up in the hood Never knew right from wrong Get to dumpin on a n***a for nothin for no reason Mannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathen Meanin, give a f** about life, I seen my momma Stab my daddy in the stomach with a knife When I was three years old, finally figured it out That's why a n***a sold coke, clientele and clout Without a motherf**in doubt, take a n***a out For tryin to goaltend a motherf**er paper route Wet his a** up, fat lady single Fully automatic converted by my whiteboy arsonist Fire extingusher, if you ain't spendin with me then motherf**er You betta damn sure be workin for me and that's real as f** Either that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological liar Dope game got me like this, murder for hire Smokin more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm SAYIN Hit up Denny's resteraunt and order a gang of food Run up out of that prejudiced f**-a** motherf**er Without even havin any n kind of intention on even payin Damn near flashin, that's what the f** I'm doin And I'm blastin up in this motherf**er I got my motherf**in weiner out and I'm sayin f** the world I'm pissin on everything, f** it, n***a I'm flashin I'm actin bad I got all kind of marbles on the motherf**in table And I'm tellin a motherf**er you touch my sh** and I'm flashin Understand my sh**, the situation is way damn real Motherf**er I'm drunk off the sh** And I'm breakin bottles on the pavement, I'm flashin n***a I'm out there bad I'm poppin in the air for nothin n***a for no apparent reason I'm DUH DUH DUH DUH check it out At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the truck About to light the n***a crib up Bang bang shoot em up claim fame Gotta live up to my name, slick as sugar cane Three in the mornin it's hard labor chasin paper n***a t**n, go to several Russian car Cluckers comin through with VCR's Microwave ovens and credit cards Pullin all kind of heavy metal straps Beatin b**hes down with bumper jacks L-R-P's b**hes overseas shoot craps Tryna to have more paper than a fax Motherf**ers gettin to showin out when they off ecstasy Liable, to f** a ho on her menstrual cycle Vital, lookin out for the rival tribal dead on arrival Psycho, it's all about survival Quarter ounce zippers is on Run up in his home while he slappin bones With the chrome pist-al, pistol-whip a n***a With a zap board, Zenith hammer, Arm and Hammer Bakin soda, listenin to the scanner Scared man can't win, especially when I'm paper packin Fetti stackin, mashin, flashin I'm flashin, the Elroy's pulled me over And put the flashlight to my window and told me I was speedin And I got to, fa-lashin on they a** I got to actin like a demon the motherf**ers told me The other day I go to turn off my P-G-and-E n***a and I got to actin bad and I got to flashin On a motherf**er, motherf**er come out there Talkin crazy to me lookin at me crazy up in the motherf**in sto' And I said, "b**h I'm F-ah-lashin!" Don't let me get to flashin on yo' a** n***a Motherf**er up in the club, and a motherf**er step on my shoe And I got to fa-lashin! It's all bad, motherf**er used to be my comrade Used to f** the same hoes, wear each others clothes Closer than a booger to a nose, Trues and Vogues Slammin Cadillac do's together, cookin crack Making eighteen zippers back, overk** Put the whammy on the whoop, be on the lookout For the state troop, might shoot Durin the drug deal, flippy at the mouth Voluntarily ratted your motherf**in folkers out Tight about since Little League, Boy Scouts Paper route dropped a dime to get some days dropped I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, moody like a old hag sh** gone get hella stanky if you square snitch-a** s**a bu*t-a** n***as don't bring me back my motherf**in duffle bag Consequences off the hinges Lean ballin, alcohol and weed A thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken feed A criminal record a full of dirty deeds Givin n***as black eyes and bloody lips Cauliflower ears and extra clips Gun clappin music slappin party crashin Blastin, motherf**er flashin The holiday just came on the first second and third of the month Made my check late and I got to, flashin on motherf**ers Next door neighbor hollerin that sh** about my beat too loud I walked up the motherf**in steps and I got ta Tellin that b**h I'm F-ah-LASHIN Sent a rookie to the store to bring me back some Rossi rhine He brought me back chablis, and I got to FLASH On that b**h a** motherf**er, silly n***a Yknahmsayin? A motherf**er up in this motherf**er FLASHIN Get to testin my testicles n***a and I'mma FLASH on yo' a** Behind my back and it get back to me and I'm flashin Lost all my money up in the dice game and I FLASH Didn't let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to FLASHIN Dopefiend ran off with a hundred count of my defense and I FLASHED B of A wouldn't cash my faulty money order So I took it to Scottie's to keep myself from flashin Bought $250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me For some ice and I FLASHED Got jumped outside a house party and my fools left me for dead When I got home I seen them motherf**ers And they a** was in the red, I got to FLASHIN I tell ya, b**h these n***as I tell ya sh** I tell ya, sh*t sh*t sh*t sh*t b*tch, sh**!