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machine - slimesito lyrics

[intro]
on gang
2wo2imes
you know how i’m rocking n*gga
50
yeah
sito, sito, sito

[verse 1: slimesito]
24/7 n*gga i’m in these streets
ak47 and that sh*t on me
young shooters outside on the backstreet
pull up in your hood, n*ggas know about me
fifty round drum and it got .223’s
shooting the choppa at the age of 14
face card good i don’t need no id
hit him five times then i dip out the scene
all these racks i need a money machine
catching plays, that’s a daily routine
sold his ass three pints but it wasn’t clean
pull up on the block with a ar*15
in the trap and we got d*mn machines
compact sticks no m16’s
glock .26 and it got a green beam
hunnid round drums on my carbon*15
[verse 2: beezy b]
run in yo trap i ain’t making no scene
automatic that’s a well machine
shooting sh*t up like i’m a marine
weighing bricks put that sh*t on a triple beam
i got automatics and they gon sting
j’s at they door they loving that clean
i’m in the trenches with a lotta mac*10’s
paid whips we ain’t flipping no bins
la familia, i ain’t doing no friends
if i up it, n*gga i’m gonna sin
chopsticks put his ass in the blend
50 gang and my n*ggas don’t play
four sticks and they all mini dracs’
pull up on you n*gga, i’m not gon hesitate
bullets hit you, n*gga you can’t regenerate
voices beating, n*gga then it’s gon escalate
all that false claiming, he got put on a plate
real shooters and they come from kuwait

[verse 3: slimesito]
outside with that draco broad day
shooting sh*t so you better not fake
a lotta lean coming in by the crate
my plug got a trap that sh*t on the lake
a lotta pounds and that sh*t from outta state
a lotta sticks up in the spot that i lay
a lotta shooters and you know they gon spray
extort his ass, made him relocate
pull up on him with that dirty k
n*ggas toting sticks but not gon spray
run up in your house like it’s a raid
big ass choppa, n*gga i ain’t gon fade
n*ggas always tryna ride the wave
i’m getting to the money in a lotta ways
n*gga get hit start dropping names
broke n*ggas always got something to say
i’m a real street n*gga up on gang
first class every time i get on the plane
slimed a n*gga out cuz that n*gga was lame
young ass n*gga not having no stain
i got two glocks and these sh*ts look the same
i got a lotta trips but they not in my name

- slimesito lyrics

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