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letra de slide - babi joka

[intro]
brr, bap, gang
brr, bap, gang, gang, gang

[chorus]
we gon’ ride on ’em (gang)
we gon’ slide on ’em (gang)
we gon’ dive on ’em, put that four-oh-five on ’em (boom boom)
we gon’ slide (gang)
(hey) we gon’ slide (gang)
(that boy is not right)
we gon’ ride on ’em (gang)
we gon’ slide on ’em (gang)
we gon’ dive on ’em, put that four-oh-five on ’em (gang)
we gon’ slide (slide, hey, slide, hey, slide, hey)
we gon’ slide (slide, hey, slide, hey, slide, hey)
we press it down, [?] down (brr, ah)
n-ggas talk sh-t, silencer won’t make a sound (pew, pew)
we gon’ slide (slide, hey, slide, hey, slide, hey)
we gon’ slide (slide, hey, slide, hey, slide, hey)

[verse 1]
we gon’ ride on ’em (gang)
we gon’ slide on ’em, call my dogs they dive on ’em (gang)
they gon’ pile on ’em (whoo)
talked to the feds, you know that he snitchin’, why you lyin’ on ’em? (brr, ah)
brotha pulled up, h-lla extensions, now he cryin’ on ’em (gang)
n-ggas walk on the mess they can’t handle it (oh)
hearing ’em stressing, you panicking (oh)
no disrespect, my n-ggas ain’t having it (gang)
[?] in the county, off stamping it
i was a young n-gga born in the city
came to the county them n-ggas fell with me
i was eighteen when i bought my first [?]
[?] stack ’em, a hundred and fifty
n-ggas throw dirt on my name but they know that i do this sh-t (whoo)
where was you at when i muted sh-t?
picking up sales, these n-ggas be cooling it (whoo)
hopped in the race, now you losing in
n-ggas be trying, yeah that n-gga got an iron
but he don’t know what to do with it
gimme that iron, [?] know that you fine
you won’t run up and go through with it
you won’t go up and k!ll everybody (whoo)
might as well shoot up the feds, probably (d-mn)
saw that n-gga hit it three times, whoo, now that’s a dead body
chill in the cut, where they can’t find me (no)
turn that sh-t up ’til a deal sign me (no)
now i’m po with that clean slate
so no n-gga better not dare try me

[chorus]
we gon’ ride on ’em (hey)
we gon’ slide on ’em (hey)
we gon’ dive on ’em, put that four-oh-five on ’em (boom boom)
we gon’ slide (slide, hey, slide, hey, slide, hey)
we gon’ slide (slide, hey, slide, hey, slide, hey)
we press it down, [?] down (brr, ah)
n-ggas talk sh-t, silencer won’t make a sound (pew, pew)
we gon’ slide (slide, hey, slide, hey, slide, hey)
we gon’ slide (slide, hey, slide, hey, slide, hey)

[verse 2]
we press it down, [?] down
n-ggas be saying they lyrical, hop on a track and they won’t make a sound (no)
b-tch, i’m the king with the crown, what you do now? (gang)
why n-ggas tryin’ to get caught on my name?
cause b-tch i hold pounds
hop out the truck and i shoot at the clowns
spray it around (ooh)
n-ggas be talking real crazy ’bout go get the strap, we layin’ them down (brap, brap)
n-ggas ain’t sh-t, and they be shady
i know you fake, stop tryin’ to play me
i put the time in, i’m really grindin’
[?] be shining, b-tch i’m too brazy
these n-ggas wanna be rich, but they lazy
rob a n-gga for a baby
i really hopped in the streets and they changed me
f-ck it, i stepped in the booth and it saved me
these n-ggas see what they want and i got it
try to take it out my pocket
you cannot f-ck with the freedom of profit
n-ggas be mad that they heard it, can’t stop it
b-tch i’m the best, you cannot fake it
i’m trying to make it
i know they hate it
b-tch i’m too faded
hop on the beat, my flow contagious
that man is sick, you catch the flu when a young n-gga spit
she heard my solo, she hop on my d-ck, hey!

- babi joka

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