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rell havoc - slide and clap كلمات أغنية

[intro: rell havoc]
ayy, yeah, yeah (ayy, what?)
rell havoc, b_tch (huh, yeah)
y’all know what this is (ayy, yeah)
f_ckin’ slide, run it up, let’s get it (brrt, brrt)
yeah, we hittin’ everything, i don’t give a f_ck (woo, woo)

[chorus: rell havoc]
we slide and clap, f_ck the fake_ass n_ggas (brrt, brrt)
we count them racks, leave they block in figures (woo, woo)
we move like ghosts, no face, we sluggin’ triggers (skrrt, skrrt)
we run the ops, leave they sh_t in litter (bah, bah)
we slide and clap, f_ck the fake_ass n_ggas (brrt, brrt)
we count them racks, leavе they block in figures (woo, woo)
we movе like ghosts, no face, we sluggin’ triggers (skrrt, skrrt)
we run the ops, leave they sh_t in litter (bah, bah)

[verse 1: rell havoc]
b_tch, i been ridin’ all night, glock tucked, aim steady (brrt, brrt)
if you fake, i’ll murk you quick, don’t test me, i’m ready (woo, woo)
hundred_round drum, yeah, that b_tch go crazy (crazy)
pull up on your block, leave your whole set hazy (skrrt)
n_ggas slidin’ on they homies, i see that sh_t clearly (yeah)
i ain’t playin’ no games, leave a body yearly (bah)
percs in my cup, syrup dirty, yeah, it’s sticky (sippin’, sippin’)
i been gettin’ my bread, i don’t need no pity (nah)
fake_ass n_ggas talkin’, they gon’ catch it sloppy (brrt)
i’m in designer from my head down to my hockey (woo)
if a b_tch slide on me, i’ll clap the whole opps team (bah, bah)
runnin’ through the city, all my youngins scream (skrrt, skrrt)
all these n_ggas switchin’, snitchin’ on they fam (yeah)
i been loyal to the ones who got me from the jam (woo)
if you postin’ on the ‘gram, best believe we see it (we see it)
all that talk about clout? boy, i don’t believe it (nah)
we gon’ slide with them drums, leave your block defeated (brrt, brrt)
i been movin’ real silent, pockets on swole (woo)
f_ck a fake_ass n_gga, yeah, i’m takin’ they soul (bah)
we hit ‘em quick, no hesitation, no remorse (skrrt)
if it’s beef, we gon’ handle that sh_t, full force (yeah, full force)
i’m the real in this game, every line, every verse (woo)
leave a mark on they set, make ‘em pray for a he_rs_ (bah, bah)
[verse 2: g herbo]
ayy, yeah (herbo, herbo), uh
b_tch, i slide with my youngins, yeah, we wildin’ (brrt, brrt)
f_ck that fake_ass crew, we don’t do no profilin’ (nah)
every block we hit, leave ‘em duckin’, they cryin’ (bah)
we been movin’ in silence, now the whole ops dyin’ (woo)
i been countin’ dirty money while you chasin’ clout (clout)
i don’t f_ck with no snitch, leave the fake ones out (nah)
if you step in my way, we gon’ spray that pole (brrt, brrt)
leave your city on fire, everybody know my role (bah, bah)
i been ridin’ with my day ones, loyalty strong (strong)
all these n_ggas cappin’, yeah, they been wrong (wrong)
i ain’t scared of no opps, we gon’ slide on ‘em (skrrt)
leave ‘em tatted in the streets, man, it won’t take long (brrt)
percs in my system, sippin’ muddy like syrup (sippin’, sippin’)
if you fake, i’ll murk you, leave your crew in the dirt, bruh (bah)
we been steady countin’ racks, you been broke and talkin’ (talkin’)
now you see us on the block, guns out, we walkin’ (skrrt)
i don’t give a f_ck, this that real street narrative (narrative)
slide, clap, repeat, make sure everybody live it (brrt, brrt)
i ain’t playin’ no games, all these threats get erased (erased)
leave a mark in your hood, we don’t leave a trace (woo)
f_ck a fake_ass label, we gon’ run this sh_t (run this sh_t)
runnin’ up the ops, whole city feel this hit (brrt, brrt)

[chorus: rell havoc & g herbo]
we slide and clap, f_ck the fake_ass n_ggas (brrt, brrt)
we count them racks, leave they block in figures (woo, woo)
we move like ghosts, no face, we sluggin’ triggers (skrrt, skrrt)
we run the ops, leave they sh_t in litter (bah, bah)
we slide and clap, f_ck the fake_ass n_ggas (brrt, brrt)
we count them racks, leave they block in figures (woo, woo)
we move like ghosts, no face, we sluggin’ triggers (skrrt, skrrt)
we run the ops, leave they sh_t in litter (bah, bah)
[outro: rell havoc]
havocboyz ent., only the family
if you fake, get the clap
we ridin’ with the youngins, leave the block in trash
this a street diss, we don’t play, brrt, brrt

- rell havoc

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