![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
big30 - we gone slide lyrics
[intro]
blrrrd, blrrrd (kj, let the beat knock)
we don’t stop, we don’t hide, we don’t play, we don’t ride
we don’t stop, we don’t hide, yeah, we shoot just for fun
we don’t stop, we don’t hide, we don’t play, we don’t ride (blrrrd, blrrrd)
we don’t stop, we don’t hide, yeah, we shoot just for fun (ayy)
[verse 1]
the realest five words i ever heard that it is what it is (it is)
have you ever been left for dead? had to k!ll just to live? (k!ll)
got that drac’ on me right now (that drac’), double clip tape on it right now (on god)
double cup sittin’ in my arms, i got an eight poured up right now (right now)
this cup right here, sixteen hundred, kick it over, you might die (that’s your ass)
he ain’t got my cash, beat his ass, try to knock out his eyes (on yo’ ass)
my lil’ n_ggas ‘nem takers, they took somethin’, gotta come see eye (eye)
gotta come get up with me (me), b_tch, i’m a god up in these streets (streets)
even though i’m god child (god child), to these n_ggas i’m g_o_d (g_o_d)
binary triggers, switches, augs, sh_t look cod (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
see your opp, you better squeeze (better) or don’t bang them three letters, please (please)
ain’t no bangin’ cge (cge) if you ain’t dropped an o_p_p
[chorus]
we gon’ slide, we don’t hide (slide), we don’t play, we on go
ask my mama, i’m a gangster, she ain’t raise no f_ckin’ ho
we gon’ slide ’til i’m satisfied (go slide), gotta go slide some more (slide)
it was fine ’til they k!lled my cousin, had to up the score (up the score)
[verse 2]
boy, i’m seven up, no drink (no soda)
don’t let that go over your head, boy (your head)
wanna brag about your first body, but you scared, boy (you scared)
you that same b_tch from the bald fade, ain’t tough ’cause you got dreads, boy (got dreads)
i’m as foul as they make ’em, f_ck everything you love dead, boy (dead)
that include your dead homie (f_ck him, dead), that include your dead sister (mama)
that include your dead grandma (f_ck ’em, dead), you shouldn’t have spoke on nuskie (ayy, you scared)
you know i don’t make ’em do somethin’ (do somethin’), you come through here, you stupid (no)
my baby threats, they gon’ shoot somethin’ (shoot somethin’), can’t tell ’em nothin’, they ruthless
you know pooh, well, he a k!ller
you know migo, he a k!ller (migo)
you know wop, he gon’ k!ll somethin’ (wop)
and lil bill, he more realer (realer)
they say kd, he be quiet (kd), used to see him dressed like a ninja (a ninja)
he don’t never do no talk, he just attach the shirts to pictures (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
long live tadoe, he the wizard
somebody close done k!lled my n_gga (my n_gga)
when they free shiesty, it’s game over (shiesty), ref can blow the whistle (it’s over, blrrrd)
[chorus]
we gon’ slide, we don’t hide (slide), we don’t play, we on go
ask my mama, i’m a gangster, she ain’t raise no f_ckin’ ho
we gon’ slide ’til i’m satisfied (go slide), gotta go slide some more (slide)
it was fine ’til they k!lled my cousin, had to up the score (up the score)
[outro]
we don’t stop, we don’t hide, we don’t play, we don’t ride
we don’t stop, we don’t hide, yeah, we shoot just for fun
we don’t stop, we don’t hide, we don’t play, we don’t ride
we don’t stop, we don’t hide, yeah, we shoot
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- extra 3 - ein bisschen schießen lyrics
- drowsyy - outro lyrics
- harun kolçak - dualarım yoluna lyrics
- benny blasé - why you talkin lyrics
- styles p - murdered af lyrics
- juicy j - talking to god lyrics
- grace gaustad - brick wall lyrics
- christopher syncere - up! lyrics
- akeldamaeternal - graveyard girl lyrics
- ginkgo balboa - cleaning house lyrics