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rotorial – sleazy flow (mashup) كلمات اغاني

[intro: sleazyworld go, yungeen ace, juice wrld]
i ain’t sparin’ sh_t on this b_tch i ain’t gon’ lie
aye gmk (okay)
everybody put they glocks in the air for me
put your sh_t up (rotor on the track!)
you got a stick on your sh_t, you got a fifty on your sh_t, put your sh_t in the air for me
ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy (uh)
grrt (uh)

[verse 1: sleazyworld go]
last opp we caught was at the store, we had to scr_pe him (skrrt)
lil’ bro hopped out trippin’ with that switchy, he done faced him (grrt)
face shot, face shot, frrt frrt, they couldn’t save him
we the ones gettin’ busy up in the city, that’s on my baby (that’s on my son)
they block like a drive_thru, ask the opps how much we slide through
ain’t beefin’, but you they family, you get caught, then you gon’ die too (dumbass)
hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, stop the whip
let me out, this chopstick gon’ leave him open like a zip (zzz)
zip him up, tell buddy ‘nem ass to come and pick him up (come pick him up)
n_ggas fakin’, acting like they thug life ’til we hit ’em up (hit ’em up)
lot of n_ggas don’t like me, for what? i ain’t even did sh_t (i ain’t even did nothin’)
make his b_tch take d_ck to the head, i ain’t even hit yet
how you mad she choosing me? i like what she do to me
she say she feel safer over here, this where the shooters be
she say ain’t no pape’ up over there, sh_t, she barely eatin’ (she starvin’)
can barely feed hisself, she told me, “help, this n_gga barely feed me”
[verse 2: lil baby]
how you mad she choosin’ me?
you would die if you know what she was doin’ to me (ooh)
we been swappin’ spit for a lil’ while, this sh_t ain’t new to me
actin’ like i’m chasin’ her or somethin’, she be pursuin’ me
can’t hold you, she be tellin’ me all the time she wish that you was me (she bold)
i ain’t with that messy sh_t, i barely’ll text a b_tch (i’m cold)
i can’t even brag about these thots, that sh_t be effortless (d_mn)
red and white ferrari, i come through fresh as a peppermint
ain’t caught up in that other sh_t, they trippin’, i’m black excellence (yeah)
hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold the jet
seven_fifty for a show, i gotta go, can’t miss this check
travel all around the globe, doin’ what i want with no regrets
she feel safe with us, whenever she with gang, it make her wet, yeah

[verse 3: nle choppa]
might as well put the chalk down, it’s a walk_down, he ain’t gettin’ away (he ain’t gettin’ away)
turned into a hawk down ’cause he ran, but landed on his face (landed on his face)
let my choppa clean up on aisle trey, this a dirty drac’ (brr, brr, brr)
bullets touch ’em up like patty cake, beat his chest like a ape (come here)
all i heard was “hold up, wait” and then i lined him like a tape
next time that he wake up gon’ be at his wake, that’s on his grave (that’s on his grave)
slide to his funeral, hit thirteen in thirty, mcgrad’ (brr, brr, brr)
i be f_ckin’ on keisha ’cause she love to set n_ggas up
she be givin’ me the drops and she don’t leave a drop of nut
told her, “sl_t me out”, she responded, “you know i’m a sl_t” (you know i’m a sl_t)
then i walked out the house, hit your block and then we flipped the truck (brr)
remember i went out back in december, it was a cold_ass winter
but we had heat out the window, left that boy up in the ditch
i should’ve walked up and finished you, but the job already done
you live in fear like your n_ggas, them p_ssies (brr)
ridin’ presidential in the ‘lac, the k!llers in the back (brr)
i’m behind the passenger seat with no seatbelt, but i’m strapped (yeah, i’m strapped)
yeah, i play with crystals and sh_t, but i still would get you tapped
the lifestyle i live helped me in court, so keep callin’ me cap
why you mad your b_tch be choosin’?
’cause we winnin’ and you losin’
she say she go dry when y’all be f_ckin’, when i hit jacuzzi
eeny meeny miny moe, too many toolies i be usin’
fn like a groupie, it f_ck you the first night we into it (brr)
ayy, my pockets full like baby ‘nem, boy, your ass is not a threat (not a threat)
ask around, you know i’m here, might get you k!lled without a check (without a check)
k!llin’ out the strength don’t make no sense, i got power like cent
them n_ggas that you with got bent, how you spinnin’ and you get spinned?
we flush ’em on some toilet sh_t, it’s been a while since he been missin’
someone tell the lead investigator to abort the mission
b_tch, i’m known to chop a n_gga up
momma, she from kingston
only way you find a n_gga body, if you go and fish it (go and swim)
and when it’s real you gon’ feel it, i’m vegan but i’m beefin’ like a philly
k!llings on k!llings, i got millis on millis stackin’ and pilin’ up to the ceilin’
this a wonderful feelin’ to be in this position comin’ out of memphis (comin’ out of memphis)
[verse 4: yungeen ace & gmk]
if kta f_ck with y&r, then they’re all rats
if winnie the pooh get on the stand, and n_gga i’m gon’ call that
6block, tell ’em how we get up close, we face sh_t
y’all can ask la cracka, he the one who got his face hit
a n_gga ran down did osama like obama ‘nem
keep ’bout 2_3 glocks inside the car, even with my momma ‘nem (aye, aye)
its 32 shots inside this car, ’cause i got one shotz inside my wood
and a n_gga named tay shotzz posted in the back, with 30 clip all black hood
run from a opp, n_ggas wish we would
wanna be gang, they wish they could
all these opp n_ggas wanna be famous, take em out the rap game, put ’em in a wood
lets talk some real facts, the only n_gga gettin money was lil’ mitch ass
stood over him and now he dead, with his b_tch ass
backstreet just f_cked him a opp hoe, with her thick ass
ace collectin bodies outta state, with his sl!ck ass
i can’t smoke 6 so i gotta smoke 8
mix in the netri, sprinkle the dank
n_gga know i’m a shark, come jump in my tank
still flip a n_gga car like back in the day
what about teki?
what about nine?
what about bim?
what about spaazz?
what about mookie?
talkin’ ’bout the n_gga who hopped in the car and he crashed
talkin’ ’bout nhg, you talkin’ bout a n_gga gon’ hop out, get on your ass
talkin’ ’bout atk, gon’ run down sh_t and face ’em with no mask
talkin’ ’bout anything what we bang, better [?] assed out, laid in the grass
we put switches on the glocks we shootin’, they too fast
why them opps look like they ’bout to eat? knock off the breadwinner
chopper make a n_gga lean, just like he got red in him
i don’t f_ck with none of these rappers, all of ’em b_tch and green
don’t put me in no mix of sh_t, i’m steppin’ on sh_t you ain’t never seen
i just bought a lot of choppers, 60 clips and red beams
i got blood on my amiris
they gon drop your case at first appearance
none of these b_tch ass n_ggas, can’t take them serious, them n_ggas ain’t scaring me
n_ggas won’t pick no side, boys gon’ die, because they in between
opp hoe sister choosin’ me
we don’t condone no foolery
she said she feel safer over here, this where the shooters be
she say ain’t no paper over there, sh_t, she barely eat
them n_ggas keep on dying inside the 6, them n_ggas barely breathing (still alive)

- rotorial

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