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slim 400 & tec - stand on it lyrics
[verse 1: slim 400]
okay say you win, then you bounce back
always apply pressure, just know you get it back
i ain’t never had it, but i’m [?][0:08]
blend in with the thundercats, lil’ 4 handle that
ayy, don’t pull up on my hood, i can’t bang, ain’t no scandal
got it out the mud, million dollars in paper
n_ggas said we couldn’t, now we do it, they ain’t scr_pe us
the man make the money, so don’t floss, 4, be patient
i’m just bein’ me, feelin’ good and h_lla cakin’
hatin’ on the low, g.o.d., we gon’ bake ’em
i ain’t wanna be that n_gga, but this n_gga, that’s who brackin’
gotta keep a firearm for protection, ain’t no lackin’
n_ggas caught me twice, “shake back” be my caption
ain’t no movie role, but slim 4 do that action
so what’s hannenin’?
i’m comin’ six from the shoulders so it’s backin’ in
and [?][blend 0:40] 4 for the record, ain’t no captionin’
[chorus: tec]
forever rep my sh_t, i’ma stand on it
pull out them sticks if i feel a n_gga playin’ on me
b_tch don’t put your hands on me (nah)
lookin’ at myself with them bands on me (yeah)
forever rep my sh_t, i’ma stand on it
pull out them sticks if i feel a n_gga playin’ on me
b_tch don’t put your hands on me (nah)
lookin’ at myself with them bands on me (yeah)
[verse 2: tec]
i could buy it if i want it, money way up
me and slim 400 in a casino up in vegas
still with the sh_ts, equipped with two sticks like the sega
spider gang, gon’ need more than raid to come spray us
compare me to them other n_ggas, got me f_cked up
you can’t name a n_gga in no city that touched us
[?][1:16] got me like i’m on mollies, b_tch, i’m up up
new whip with no mileage and i’m ridin’ with a cutter
n_gga’s partners was snitches, how you rock with that sh_t?
and if you with ’em, you smoked too, we get the drop on that b_tch
get to that money, road runnin’, i can’t slow it down
it’s free lil meezy ’til he touch, b_tch, i’ma hold it down (the lord)
yeah, shout to bompton, we gon’ get it now
f_ckin’ with my money or my n_ggas, we gon’ gun you down
never been a p_ssy or a b_tch, we got bands now
still up in the ghetto smokin’ loud where it’s gun sounds
[chorus: tec]
forever rep my sh_t, i’ma stand on it
pull out them sticks if i feel a n_gga playin’ on me
b_tch don’t put your hands on me (nah)
lookin’ at myself with them bands on me (yeah)
forever rep my sh_t, i’ma stand on it
pull out them sticks if i feel a n_gga playin’ on me
b_tch don’t put your hands on me (nah)
lookin’ at myself with them bands on me (yeah)
[outro: tec]
i’ma stand on it, stand on it (ay, ay, ay)
i’ma stand on it, i’ma stand on it (ay, ay, ay)
i’ma stand on it, stand on it (ay, ay, ay)
i’ma stand on it, i’ma stand on it (ay, ay, ay)
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