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s.l.a.b. - the south كلمات الأغنية

(-talking-)
yeah we back n-gga, s.l.a.b
slow loud and bangin’ mayn, yung redd
my n-gga trae yeah, i’m just saying though mayn
still the money making money, grind
still out here, in this rap game
you n-ggas days is out, you know i’m tal’n bout
i’m just addressing the situation, know i’m saying
for y’all ain’t know, it is plex n-gga what’s up

[hook]
i been through every hood, i stood on every block
but welcome to the south, partna what they talking bout
hustled on every spot, my wheels never stop
so welcome to the south, partna what they talking bout
i been through every hood, i stood on every block
so welcome to the south, partna what they talking bout
hustled on every spot, my wheels never stop
21 gun salute, and we clear the parking lot

[z-ro]
it’s the corner that’s where i stay, a concrete jungle but it’s where i play
with a second to die but a minute to pray, when you in h-town watch what you say
south coast on down to mlk, lot of motherf-ckers die everyday all day
better walk right planning on walking our way, then you better have a conversation with the ak
n-gga f-ck foreign these n-ggas don’t play, gangsta type n-ggas like boss and trae
lil b and redd gon empty that lead, don’t matter if it’s night time or in broad day
rolling in a mission coming down broadway, bout to dump on a chump 17 the hard way
out of respect we don’t trip on the lord’s day, but anyday could be go to war day
we got crips and bloods and clips and drugs and, sheisty -ss n-ggas that’ll rob they cousins
and punk police that be spitting no peace, acting like hoes all i know’ll c-ck they dozens
so i ride on n-ggas and disquise on n-ggas, but always keep my eyes on n-ggas
i don’t wanna have to pull a five on n-ggas, bet the motherf-ckers it’ll be a crime won’t it

[yung redd]
you could say i’m on that kay slay sh-t, i’m a motherf-cking drama king
i ain’t gotta sing, bout all them guns that i’ma bring
so it seems, you n-ggas it’s halloween
no gangstas just masks, i don’t know them clover g’s naw
if you thinking i’m slipping then try, sleep with them heaters beside me
me and them k!llas is riding, uh-huh
toss what you think i mean, 7-1-3 is the name of my team
this ain’t a game them nines’ll bang, it’ll rain and split your frame
yung redd, is still the best kept secret
you so far from the hood, this beef sh-t is your weakness yeah
give respect, where respect due
f-ck what the rest do, sucka free i move with select few

[hook]

[trae]
it’s drama in any kind of whether, you better duck ‘fore the heat come get ya
everybody suspect so we gon load the mack up, with some’ing that’ll burn when it hit ya
b-tch i’ma get ya, and it ain’t no way you n-ggas fin to come cross my set
-ssh0l-s coming out of mother nature, with hands that’s known to wreck
f-cking with my slab and i’m known to plex, pop my trunk and i cause a mess
four 15’s and a b-tch on top of the grill, i might put your sh-t to rest
by the way that i tip my slab, jelly slab when i flip my ave
whether south gon connect with the west, with nothing less then wood wheel i grab
you say you thoed but don’t make me laugh, b-tch we been raw on the mic
y’all had y’all second of fame to try to run the game, but now we bout to go on and take flight
i’m a sk g and a leader of the wolfpack, so i’m about to get the hood back
right where we started yep now we got the hood back, so these n-ggas wanna pull back
just like i thought you n-ggas ain’t built for this, the type of sh-t you on you get k!lled for this
and that’s gangsta i put it on my cl!ck, so n-ggas don’t get fooled you ain’t real with this

[lil b]
these n-ggas know they good, to get dropped in the hood
let’s get it understood, i floss with boss and grip wood
four deep and corner to corner, and every city to city
i bleed blocks with rocks, showing ’em no pity
i’m still that n-gga, that ride or die for the southside
you get to tripping, this wood gon ripping your mouth wide
open and scoping, poking ’em in your brain
yelling out a.b.n. south klique, cause that’s the gang
n-gga i got k!llas from acre shakers, to the south-west
sunnyside 3rd ward, n-ggas’ll rip your chest
plus i got ridgemont 4, mo city k!llas
riding for lil b, better go get your guerillas

[j-doe]
you ride around, on your little -ss dubs
with your little -ss thugs, with your little -ss mugs
with your lil’ bitty guns, with your lil’ bitty slugs
it’s j-doe s-dub-v, you heard of us
when i jump on the track, with s.l.a.b. i’m murderers
since trae got my name hot, now they curious
but i’ve been on the block, and n-ggas wasn’t feeling us
ever since we pulled a three out, they see we serious
and i keep that thang with me, like my n-gga boss bang-bang
down south n-gga, sitting on 4’s and we sw-ng-sw-ng
down a pint smoke some dro, and still try to maintain
born to see the the mood of houston now, about to do my thang

[boss]
pick up ya pace better pick up ya face, boss in the house bout to stick up the place
let the glock go hick-up in ya face, n-gga when the maab step up in the place
n-ggas trying to get paid from fifty states, n-ggas got pack for sales off the scale
you try to stop a n-gga dope sale, post my l!cks up in the hotel
got a few fiends i know that won’t tell, trying to sit low with stacks of mo’ mail
sco’ by the barrell and green by the bail, cool and the cut no time for no gel
fresh bandanas chuck’s and pig tails, trying to find me a new trip we can bail
gotta get paid with no time to fail, gotta flip another double whole sale

[hook]

- s l a b

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