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break em down - slim guerilla lyrics

[verse 1: slim guerilla]
rolling, sipping alizé, no telling what i’m finna do
i’m balling with my playa, and you know she finna roll up too
pull up to the scene, loc’d up in this f*cking b*tch
smoked out, loc’d out in this ho’, and i ain’t taking about no d*mn citrus
with my fam, with my clique, yell a ho’, this sh*t is on
coming with that funny sh*t, your ass get sent to a funeral home
b*tch, i’m live in this junt, and you know i’m riding buck
i’m insane with my cane, b*tch, it’s sg rilla mane
ho’, you not no friend of me, you d*mn sure not no kin to me
you f*cking with the playa creep, you f*cking with demon energy
talking like you from the street, that’s how i know you p*ssy, weak
them texas boys be riding clean, ain’t sh*t to them to pull the bean
you play the north, that sh*t is deep, they take that sh*t so seriously
you talking down up on the state, them n*ggas quick to pull your t**th
[chorus: slim guerilla]
who are these busters, they trying to call
they trying to run up, we taking them all
we shutting them down, we bury them down
we giving no f*ck, and we breaking the law
who are these busters, they trying to call
they trying to run up, we taking them all
we shutting them down, we bury them down
we giving no f*ck, and we breaking the law

[verse 2: sista mas]
whip a chevy monte carlo, sista mas looking down the block
unstable, and mislabeled, b*tch, it’s over when i c*ck that glock
smoke that marijuana, reach nirvana, but now my eyes on the road
headed to scene, and there’s no telling what just might unfold
pull up in a whip, too d*mn smooth, whipping like it’s training day
quick like a shark, mouth stay shut, look, this strip is on display
testing me, impressing me, i’m telling you, i’m not the one
stressing me, suppressing me, i’m highly capable when i’m numb
no, you not no friend of us, you d*mn sure not no canibus
you messing with the ones that everybody knows is f*cking nuts
southeast dago on the case, you know they must’ve did the race
there’s k!llers in the city, at this point this violence commonplace
yellow tape, do not cross, sit in jail, maintain that sauce
dago chicks hitting l!cks, can’t trust another’s word for sh*t
who is these busters, they trying to call
they trying to run up, we taking them all
we shutting them down, we buried them down
we giving no f*ck, and we breaking the law

- slim guerilla lyrics

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