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buddah g - slide gmix lyrics
(ay)
(money gang)
(ay)
[sauce]
(money gang-gang)
(slide, slide)
(ay, ay)
[li-li-lilriico got the sauce]
pre-hook:
yeah it’s bustin’ on my block, you better hide
cuz i cool wit’ k!llers, they ain’t scared to die
one-one call in the folks, they gon’ ride
oh, you scared of death? well, n-gga it’s your time [sauce]
(d-mn)
hook:
n-ggas plottin’ told them n-ggas slide. (ay)
i got the .30 in the fn and i won’t hide
you p-ssy n-ggas out here scared of homicide
my n-ggas is real k!llers, f-ck wit us, it’s suicide
(d-mn)
n-ggas wish that they can claim this pedo
no come an knockin, b-tch i’ll shoot you through the peephole
the packs wrapped in the foil like burritos
i’m not a cha-cha-choppa, but a n-gga got them kilos
verse 1:
yeah, if you slammin’ rakes, nah, i ain’t cooling wit ya
i coolin up with n-ggas that seeing the same picture
we like boyz up in the hood, we see you, we hoppin’ out
and if a n-gga get to running, imma drop him now
whippin’ in the kitchen, cook the packs
jumpin out the beamer, rock the cadillac
smokin’ on the petrol cuz n-gga keep the gas
smokin’ opp n-ggas, is you really tryna match?
(huh?)
keep the packs, on my back like diego
servin’ fiends, cuz they know my sh-t is fuego
postin’ in the hallways and b-tch i got a draco
i cop that rollie you went and got a safe ho
pre-hook:
yeah it’s bustin’ on my block, you better hide
cuz i cool wit’ k!llers, they ain’t scared to die
one-one call in the folks, they gon’ ride
oh, you scared of death? well, n-gga it’s your time
(d-mn)
hook:
n-ggas plottin’ told n-ggas slide. (ay)
i got the .30 in the fn and i won’t hide
you p-ssy n-ggas out here scared of homicide
my n-ggas is real k!llers, f-ck wit us, it’s suicide
(d-mn)
[lilriico got the sauce]
n-ggas wish that they can claim this pedo
no come an knockin, b-tch i’ll shoot you through the peephole
the packs wrapped in the foil like burritos
i’m not a choppa, but a n-gga got them kilos
verse 2:
homicide the only time, my shoes are red bottom
if n-ggas havin’ problems, then that .40 gon’ solve ’em
you lookin’ at a n-gga, but you really shouldn’t prod ’em
cuz a n-gga from the trenches, came up from the bottom
yeah, i’m smokin’ on the gas, i call the pack “munchies”
smoke too many opps that a n-gga outta blushies
that money spray got me feelin’ real funny
my n-ggas out here lookin’ for that chow, we money hungry
finger itchin’, tweekin’ off of the percs
n-gga you ain’t real, in the hood, you ain’t got serves
i’m a street n-gga, cuz a n-gga puttin’ in work
you a broke n-gga boy, you ain’t got no worth
hook:
n-ggas plottin’ told, n-ggas slide. (ay)
i got the .30 in the fn and i won’t hide
you p-ssy n-ggas out here scared of homicide
my n-ggas is real k!llers, f-ck wit us, it’s suicide
(d-mn)
n-ggas wish that they can claim this pedo
no come an knockin, b-tch i’ll shoot you through the peephole
the packs wrapped in the foil like burritos
i’m not a choppa, but a n-gga got them kilos
[sauce]
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