rock out 2 - slimeball cj lyrics
[intro]
ouu bapeboyben on the beat
haha
these n*ggas want smoke imma bring it
ya’ll b*tch ass n*ggas won’t admit it, just listen
[refrain]
these n*ggas want smoke imma bring it
ya’ll b*tch ass n*ggas won’t admit it, just listen
these n*ggas fake they some b*tches
we toting the glock in the bentley, my diamonds be glistening
when i walk in the party yall better just listen
he a wanna be g*ngb*nger, that n*gga a christian
i ball like i’m tracey mcgrady on the pistons
you already know i’m whipping the kitchen (aye)
[chorus]
shoot a f*ck n*gga like curry
ya’ll n*ggas get down but i ain’t worriеd
you say you got a gun but i got 30, i not from new york, but i can get st*rdy
three*twelvе n*ggas yeah we can get dirty
he on a t like a jersey (aye), shot em in the eye made that n*gga blurry
we on his ass like murphy (aye)
[verse 1]
yall n*ggas not f*cking with me
on my mama i got me like three (on me)
screaming simp until he free, how yall n*ggas gon disagree
i ain’t selling for free, shout out to my n*gga d
ya’ll n*ggas stop playing wit me, i keep my sh*t cmp
i ain’t ducking from sh*t lil n*gga, you gotta pay you a fee
(oh yea lil n*gga lets go)
[chorus]
shoot a f*ck n*gga like curry
ya’ll n*ggas get down but i ain’t worried
you say you got a gun but i got 30, i not from new york, but i can get st*rdy
three*twelve n*ggas yeah we can get dirty
he on a t like a jersey (aye), shot em in the eye made that n*gga blurry
we on his ass like murphy (aye)
[refrain]
these n*ggas want smoke imma bring it
ya’ll b*tch ass n*ggas won’t admit it, just listen
these n*ggas fake they some b*tches
we toting the glock in the bentley, my diamonds be glistening
when i walk in the party yall better just listen
he a wanna be g*ngb*nger, that n*gga a christian
i ball like i’m tracey mcgrady on the pistons
you already know i’m whipping the kitchen (aye)
[chorus]
shoot a f*ck n*gga like curry
ya’ll n*ggas get down but i ain’t worried
you say you got a gun but i got 30, i not from new york, but i can get st*rdy
three*twelve n*ggas yeah we can get dirty
he on a t like a jersey (aye), shot em in the eye made that n*gga blurry
we on his ass like murphy (aye)
[verse 2]
me and my n*ggas be wit it, if we see a bag we gon get it, these n*ggas be b*tches
how the f*ck ya’ll keep switching, and i got me a gun with some glitches (aye yea)
we see the laws then we gone
kb got zaza you know that its strong
jordan the n*gga you know what he on
when zy get a gun he bust at yo dome
[refrain]
these n*ggas want smoke imma bring it
ya’ll b*tch ass n*ggas won’t admit it, just listen
these n*ggas fake they some b*tches
we toting the glock in the bentley, my diamonds be glistening
when i walk in the party yall better just listen
he a wanna be g*ngb*nger, that n*gga a christian
i ball like i’m tracey mcgrady on the pistons
you already know i’m whipping the kitchen (aye)
[chorus]
shoot a f*ck n*gga like curry
ya’ll n*ggas get down but i ain’t worried
you say you got a gun but i got 30, i not from new york, but i can get st*rdy
three*twelve n*ggas yeah we can get dirty
he on a t like a jersey (aye), shot em in the eye made that n*gga blurry
we on his ass like murphy (aye)
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