Dj Pain 1 Fuego Lyrics
Fuego by DJ Pain 1
Them people got the hood on fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego, fuego
All my real niggas, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
My shooters squeezing when I say so, say so
Say so, say so, say so, say so
Hit 'em up and then get their guap, their guap
They guap, they guap, they guap, they guap
The hood's on fire, they scorching, now the Feds on they bullshit
Still, I remain unidentified, something like flying saucers
The hood's on fire, they scorching, now the Feds on they bullshit
The hood's on fire, they scorching, now the Feds on they bullshit
The hood's on fire, they scorching, now the Feds on they bullshit
Still, I remain unidentified, something like flying saucers
Steady pouring that sosa, drink till I feel nauseous
To the fact that I got locked up 'cause one of these niggas talking
Get focused, how many days been chosen to be delayed
Holding up a whole empire, street sells the entire
Dry county, South Florida, 2012 hot boys, lil' Tuchi, heard of mafia
Might fuck around and call block boys
Done swished up, it's clockwork, we don't lighten up, we done got worse
On painkillers, nigga back hurt 'cause the hood on it like buy shirts
Got close friends in high places, cut you open in odd places
Pull strings, call favors, dead end, no saviors
The hood on fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego, fuego
All my real niggas, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
My shooters squeezing when I say so, say so
Say so, say so, say so, say so
Hit 'em up and then get their guap, their guap
They guap, they guap, they guap, they guap
Euro trash boy, I got them euros stashed
Like we won the World Cup, my jeans covered in grass
I'm in the field, nigga, you a field nigga
Heard you eating with them boys and getting no bigger
Got them puzzled 'cause a piece missing
Tell your daughter where her mother get her teeth missing
Hard head make a soft face
Take heat, don't take a plea, take a look back
The streets is giving blood baths'like they dear friends
Ain't no motherfucking witchcraft
Give me 50 feet, all police getting dish ragged
Fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego, fuego
All my real niggas, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
My shooters squeezing when I say so, say so
Say so, say so, say so, say so
Hit 'em up and then get their guap, their guap
They guap, they guap, they guap, they guap
Fuego, fuego, fuego, fuego
All my real niggas, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
My shooters squeezing when I say so, say so
Say so, say so, say so, say so
Hit 'em up and then get their guap, their guap
They guap, they guap, they guap, they guap
The hood's on fire, they scorching, now the Feds on they bullshit
Still, I remain unidentified, something like flying saucers
The hood's on fire, they scorching, now the Feds on they bullshit
The hood's on fire, they scorching, now the Feds on they bullshit
The hood's on fire, they scorching, now the Feds on they bullshit
Still, I remain unidentified, something like flying saucers
Steady pouring that sosa, drink till I feel nauseous
To the fact that I got locked up 'cause one of these niggas talking
Get focused, how many days been chosen to be delayed
Holding up a whole empire, street sells the entire
Dry county, South Florida, 2012 hot boys, lil' Tuchi, heard of mafia
Might fuck around and call block boys
Done swished up, it's clockwork, we don't lighten up, we done got worse
On painkillers, nigga back hurt 'cause the hood on it like buy shirts
Got close friends in high places, cut you open in odd places
Pull strings, call favors, dead end, no saviors
The hood on fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego, fuego
All my real niggas, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
My shooters squeezing when I say so, say so
Say so, say so, say so, say so
Hit 'em up and then get their guap, their guap
They guap, they guap, they guap, they guap
Euro trash boy, I got them euros stashed
Like we won the World Cup, my jeans covered in grass
I'm in the field, nigga, you a field nigga
Heard you eating with them boys and getting no bigger
Got them puzzled 'cause a piece missing
Tell your daughter where her mother get her teeth missing
Hard head make a soft face
Take heat, don't take a plea, take a look back
The streets is giving blood baths'like they dear friends
Ain't no motherfucking witchcraft
Give me 50 feet, all police getting dish ragged
Fuego, fuego
Fuego, fuego, fuego, fuego
All my real niggas, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
My shooters squeezing when I say so, say so
Say so, say so, say so, say so
Hit 'em up and then get their guap, their guap
They guap, they guap, they guap, they guap