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nationwide rip ridaz - slobs keep on slippin' (remix) كلمات الأغنية

intro: big freeze:

yeah, this one for the remix, nationwide rip ridaz still on a mothafuccin’ mission, you slob n_ggas just keep on slippin’, (slobs keep on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’) but i guess y’all don’t understand, n_gga catch you n_ggas in traffic, bangin’ with them colors, and y’all ain’t heatin’, it’s on and craccin’, n_gga!

verse 1: cixx pac:

knicc knacc, paddy wacc, give a dog a bone
nah don’t give him nuthin’ but a funeral home
’cause it’s too late to pray, you can call it judgement day
put the smash down on yo’ hood like a renegade, n_gga
puttin’ his guns perpetratin’ like he different
but in reality he kiccin’ a can in the ghost town
fool, this is watts and tombstone, the evil side
you know why we chucc ’em, you won’t survive

verse 2: awol:

everytime i sleep, the devil tell me
to get the 47, get revenge for lil’ b?
give them hula hoop and if the elms wanna trip
you should shut them n_ggas down if you have to k!ll a crip
slobs get in the way when i’m shippin’ and poppin’
if it’s a slob in my way, then it’s a slob i’mma drop, d_mn
now i’m puttin’ in work on a die_ru
it’s still speak the same sh_t, fucc a hula hoop
can’t mix wit’ a n_gga in dead
so i grab my mini 4 and put a slob to bed
please, don’t tell my grandma and don’t let my b_tch know
that i made a slob n_gga dush with the 44
verse 3: big freeze:

give yo’ soul to the lord ’cause yo’ ass is mine, n_gga
you flossin’ and i’m bussin’, no discussion and wastin’ time
i’m k!llin’ slobs ’cause i gives a fucc
now, who see the n_gga (?) comin’ through, with the desert eagle
tales runnin’ up up off the regal and colors
puttin’ holes inside those of n_ggas’ 64s
who knows who will ce next on the hit
it’son this maniac assassin, a n_gga stay blastin’
’cause i hate slobs with a passion
run into ’em in traffic, get ’em smashin’

verse 4: baby half dead:

shootin’ up sh_t on the eastside where we rip ride
and cause homicide, every mothafuccin’ night
no one knows when baby half come to hoo_ride
k!llin’ all slobs on the east and the westside
quicc to pull the trigga on my victim
and no one knows when a hollow tip will hit him
and like my n_gga twan said “n_gga, did me too”
so i can smoke one on the ace and smoke another on the deuce (on the deuce)
a tec with the 50_round clip
slobs better bow down or be the victim of the mothafuccin’ set trip
chorus x2:

slobs keep on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’…

verse 5: g_bone:

i’m pullin’ the mothafuccin’ trigga, slobs n_ggas comin’ up short
ride with my baby gangsta homie young scr_p loc
two baby g atlantic drive compton crips
straight crip facin’ it to the fullest, triggas gettin’ pulled quicc
slobs gettin’ slipped in, slugs breakin’ n_ggas down
n_ggas comin’ up short caught slippin’ outta bounds
st_rdy dead, tec_9s smokin’ up sh_t
two trigga happy slob k!llas representin’ crip
az rip ride southside, n_gga, hoo_ride
n_ggas straight crippin’ to the fullest, n_gga, do or die
fucc damu, fucc them damu (k!lla!)
n_ggas, two atlantic drive baby gangsta crip n_ggas straight comin’ through
young gangsta bone steady dippin’, n_gga, a’s up
d’s up, two c’s, sb’s gettin’ sprayed up
slobs that get caught, had that ass comin’ up missin’
so you slob n_ggas keep on slippin’

verse 6: big freeze & broncoe:

let us up outta here, loc, make the blocc on these bustas
goin’ all out in my hood, it’s all good, mothafuccas
from the gardens, to the fronts, to the village, pass it down
set trip if you want but you can’t fucc with the f_dg_ towns
rappin’ or strappin’ or rat_tat_tat_tattin’
provoke to smoke, show you make sure you hoes what’s happenin’
my lifestyle consist of gang related activity
beanie, khaki, suit, all stars and a loaded 9 milli
if you caught in the zone a new assh0l_ is what i’m tearin’ ya
i hope you got insurance ’cause yo’ peoples finna bury ya
bring the hat, let the gats crack
i caught another slob in the hood, i’m a loc so i did that
a tiger shark in the dark, creep out the dark then i spray
i’m on that ass when you dash, i chase you down with the k
’cause it p_sses me off when this crip catches you bustas
playin’ this game that’s (?), playin’ k!llas and hustlas
leave this sh_t to us g’s, and leave this sh_t to us locs
’cause if i catch you punkin’ and gamble you for sure you get smoked
i got my 9 all cocced and my fingas on the trigga
so all you slob_ass bustas leave this sh_t to us crip n_ggas
see i’m the dust kiccer, the set tripper
ain’t no one is tellin’, fucc all slobs, n_ggas this is anybody k!ller!
verse 7: twin loc:

well fucc slob i rocc regular, ceep smokin’ these succas
slob n_ggas stay slippin’ so i be murderin’ these mothafuccas
rippin’ and scr_ppin’ or sprayin’, i put that on the a
and then i be straight bk’n and springin’ wit’ my chopper
watch a slob dropper, i’m sicc with this crippin’
and i bet not catch you punk_ass piru n_ggas slippin’
that’s on 40 adc, 5288116
must from puttin’ you busta triccs in the mix
slobs can’t fade us, i be dicin’ ’em like potatoes
’cause that 45388116 stinks still’s the greatest

outro: twin loc:

_ cuz, know i’m sayin’ it’s half line, yeah, cuz, you know i’m sayin’, lemme get that sh_t, we got franklin in these mothafuccas, you know what i’m sayin’, we got the adc’s you know what i’m sayin’, the f_dg_ towns, half line gangstas, you know what i’m sayin’, cuz
_ shouts out to my n_gga big half, lil’ freeze, baby freeze, what’s up, n_gga, what’s up, n_gga?!
_ wassup, n_gga, let them n_ggas know what time it is, cuz!
_ the whole f_dg_ towns better k!llin’ the 547
_ the southside…
_ cariiip, cariiip!
_ f_dg_ towns, front streets…
_ eastside! eastsiiiide!
_ my n_gga baby capone, ec wanna know in peace, n_gga sky
_ fruit town k!lla! tree top k!lla!
_ yeah…
_ cariiip!
_ y’all slob n_ggas keep on slippin’!
_ fucc slobs, cuh!
_ when we catch you slippin’ in traffic we buggin’…
_ fucc them n_ggas….!
_ mobs was swervin’ on you n_ggas ’95 now…
_ cariiip! cariiip!
_ south street…
_ get caught in traffic and sh_t get drastic…
_ bk all mothafuccin’ day
_ fucc slobs, cuz
_ you know what i’m sayin’…
_ lil’ stone, bk ridas, damu k!lla, fucc slobs, n_gga!
_ cariip!
slobs keep on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’… x3

- nationwide rip ridaz

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