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slide - slumlord trill lyrics

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– gunshots –

(intro)
on the set, if i catch one of them n-ggas, im burning blood
aye, he over there right now
what you mean n-gga
yeah they over there right now
well sh-t n-gga im en route n-gga
lets get brackin, lets go and slide
whoop

(chorus)
we slide on sh-t daily
100 enemigos, i gotta keep it on me
cuz i know they wanna take me
mama asked me what i’m doing, i’ma tell her i don’t know
but i’m doing what will pay me
i came out the gutter with a lot
no lie and i can’t let it break me
my whole team shooters but the ops still trippin
so we slide on sh-t daily

(verse 1)
and we the reason for ya dead homies
glock 40 extendo with infrared on it
well known in the city for putting h-ll on em
pistol rackin with ks, we put a l on em
curtsies in the set, that’s no respect
kickin over ya candles with no regret
we sendin bullets, you n-ggas is sending threats
im the shoota, my driver a junglette
and she’ll hop out too, n-gga that’s mando
if you ain’t slidin, tell me what you bang the land for
everybody in the camp go
gotta handle ya scandle or ride, what you playin for
clique smoke like newports, we bout that
sh-lls jump out the toolie and leave him held back
tryin to slide through the jungles, n-gga i doubt that
my homies bustin with choppas, and make ya fall back

(chorus)
we slide on sh-t daily
100 enemigos, i gotta keep it on me
cuz i know they wanna take me
mama asked me what i’m doing, i’ma tell her i don’t know
but i’m doing what will pay me
i came out the gutter with a lot
no lie and i can’t let it break me
my whole team shooters but the ops still trippin
so we slide on sh-t daily

(verse 2)
tell them n-ggas play ball, we at the park with it
put something hot in ya glove for being hard headed
keep a gun in possession, cuz that’s the law with it
really its simple, you get chalked or get tossed with it
court room or the casket, you can pick one
know one of hittas, you active, but you ain’t tip nothing
and do ya time like a gangsta, you get picked up
you hit the yard full of ops, n-gga don’t switch up
chest out and chin up
burpees and chin-us
bang on a n-gga, if he trippin he get tipped up
j pick him out, and jack flaps tell him get up
solid like stone, never fold like a sit-up
hop out, chase him down like no goodie
infant rad give no p-sses to no n-gga
lil fefe to baby stonie, and gorilla
in the alley smoking k!lla with e-chilla

(chorus)
we slide on sh-t daily
100 enemigos, i gotta keep it on me
cuz i know they wanna take me
mama asked me what i’m doing, i’ma tell her i don’t know
but i’m doing what will pay me
i came out the gutter with a lot
no lie and i can’t let it break me
my whole team shooters but the ops still trippin
so we slide on sh-t daily

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