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slide - hbk jayjay lyrics

[intro: hbk jayjay]
uh uh, slide, slide, uh uh

[verse 1: hbk jayjay]
i say take ’em on a chase, gone in a straight
bro say that he want a striker, sh*t, he think ’bout comin’ wraith, uh
b*tch, i’m finna bend, tell bronem just count me in (turn me up, trad)
we brought glocks and f&ns, you try lack, we hit your head, uh
we hop out whips, ain’t no runnin’ from us
put that b*tch up on his ass, just watch the glitty stutter, uh
hit that n*gga brother, watch that n*gga drop
i’m tryna spin, spin back to back, like, n*gga, f*ck the cops
when that sh*t got hard, me and bro used to play the block sellin’ rocks
we got glizzies on us, you run up, show these b*tches ain’t no props
that n*gga goofy, arp hold fifty, who finna box?
ayy, i dropped out of school i was the youngest n*gga on the block that had a glock
you play with me, ain’t no runnin’, we hittin’ your car, them b*tches go, “fah*fah*fah”
ayy, me and bro goin’ shot for shot, tryna see who gon’ drop the opps
ayy, f&n hold .223s, i’m tryna hit a block and make a lil’ n*gga bleed
big four*nick’ hit a n*gga, hit his knees
call bro monkey ’cause he hop out the tree
i’m not tryna bend if it ain’t srt
when i hit the p*ssy boy, watch that boy hit his feet

[verse 2: rell vert]
watch that boy hit his feet
my n*ggas savages, we in the streets
i’m on the block, i ain’t duckin’ no beef
watch out for n*ggas, these n*ggas police
i f*cked a ho, these b*tches be freaks
glocky on me, this b*tch shoot like kyrie
he dissin’ on gang, now he cannot speak
we on the block, we trappin’ for weeks
amiri the jeans, i just bought some weaks
we got some wars, so we bought some heats
these n*ggas b*tches, i know they want peace
these n*ggas hoes, they hidin’ from beef
i’m from the east, but got k!llers from west
we hittin’ heads, so why buy a vest?
he dissed the gang, now that boy stretched
one*eighty on dash, i d*mn near wrecked
you love that b*tch, i just use her for s*x
and my sh*t hard, i feel like i’m next
she gave me top, she do it the best
we love glocks, they shoot the best
we k!ll opps, like who the rest?
and the switch on the back just for the test
i’ll call my shorty up just to make a mess

- hbk jayjay lyrics

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