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slide to - nawgee lyrics

look, this that sh*t that they gon’ slide to
look, ayy, this that sh*t that these n*ggas gon’ wanna slide to
this that sh*t that’ll make a gangsta n*gga cry, fool
they say that i be trippin’, but n*gga, i don’t be tryin’ to

and this for all my gangstas i ain’t get to say goodbye to
this that sh*t that these n*ggas gon’ wanna ride to
this sh*t that they gon’ slide to
they say that i be trippin’, but n*gga, i don’t be tryin’ to

and this for all my gangstas i ain’t get to say goodbye to
i made a promise to the game, i’ll always keep it copasthetic
n*ggas got through trippin’ over b*tches, really show me pathetic
young n*gga, a young n*gga on that mainline

stop braggin’ bout that county big
cause n*gga, that ain’t real time on these gang signs
when you go and hit that mainline
then maybe you could talk about some signs

these n*ggas p*ssies, they’ll sit in my face
but talk behind my back, that sh*t is whack
i’m contemplatin’ bout doin’ this, n*gga, bet that’s on the ave
i been out here really focused on this cash

on lil’ cash, i just get the bag and then i hit the dash to the pad
n*ggas actin’ like they knowin’ where i be at
pull up on me, if you want beef, then i’ma feed that
n*ggas actin’ like they know where i be at
if you want beef, then pull up on me, i’ma feed that
this that sh*t that these n*ggas gon’ wanna slide to
this that sh*t that’ll make a gangsta n*gga cry, fool
they say that i be trippin’, but n*gga, i don’t be tryin’ to

and this for all my gangstas i ain’t get to say goodbye to
this that sh*t that these n*ggas gon’ wanna ride to
this that sh*t that they gon’ slide to
they say that i be trippin’, but n*gga, i don’t try to

and this for all my gangstas i ain’t get to say goodbye to
i promise the hood that in this game i will crack
either with or with without him, b*tch, i’m still standin’ on that
and it’s just crazy, cause these n*ggas couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes

moral principles, i deal what i was posed to
n*ggas runnin’ around here tellin’ lil’ secrets, just like hoes do
how you speakin’ on my name and i don’t know you
now you run to me and brag about a b*tch, the whole hood here

that’s what’s wrong with you n*ggas, you n*ggas need you a real b*tch
i’m clutchin’ on my hip, this pocket rocket makes n*ggas flip
and i fell in love with glocks, it’s prettier with an extended clip
alley boy, fly crip, but i’m really out the gutter

and i’ll make yo’ b*tch choose, cause b*tch, this crip gon’ do it better
f.i.p. to lil’ cash or tina deuce, that’s on my mother
if we can’t squabble up like millie and billie, then we ain’t brothers, n*gga
this that sh*t that these n*ggas gon’ wanna slide to
this that sh*t that make a gangsta n*gga cry, fool
they say that i be trippin’, but n*gga, i don’t try to
and this for all my gangstas i ain’t get to say goodbye to
this that sh*t that these n*ggas gon’ wanna ride to

this sh*t that they gon’ slide to
they say that i be trippin’, but n*gga, i don’t try to
and this for all my gangstas i ain’t get to say goodbye to
this that sh*t that these n*ggas gon’ ride to

- nawgee lyrics

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