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letra de slimeosnakin - bslime

[verse 1]
finessin’ and trappin’ and rappin’
i feel like i left my dog, i’ll tell you what you happened (my dog)
you know that the streets still bleedin’, people still need me
baby mama ain’t been on my ass, she still need me
cut the throttle, gun smoke violence and n-ggas creepin’ on you
when we ride, tinted the whips, bulletproof, get up on me
eight ball down the wrong hall, we gon’ get it gone
snowfall, watch ’em all fall, we gon’ get it on
trappin’, finessin’, got me wrappin’ these chickens (wrap up the chickens)
in the kitchen, i’m whippin’, [?] (brr, woo)
i keep n-ggas out of my business whеn it come to b slizzy
when them bullеts start spittin’, i’m like, “hoo”
murder man, i been talkin’ to the devil, paint the city red
i done been into a altercation, grazed my n-gga head
when i lost big and mac i felt like it’s my fault (my fault)
i wasn’t supposed to leave your side but i had felt the vibe off
f-cked around and came with this rico sh-t
f-cked around and lost my auntie, i been on some evil sh-t
demons talkin’ to me in my thoughts, no, i don’t need a b-tch
i know how it feel to go with thot and i ain’t feelin’ it
got served penicillin it

[chorus]
i roll with some real street n-ggas (real)
known drug dealers (slatt)
murder, i see murder in my eyes (murder)
i been ridin’ with a demon k!ller (demon)
the system got my n-ggas (my n-ggas)
like why the h-ll these n-ggas take my guys? (yeah)
[verse 2]
bat cave, old day, minute made
yeah, we had the temp fade (uh)
skimp braid, lil’ face
set the bait, get his ass ate today (uh)
get the plate, set the date, eight-o-eight
knock him with a eight-o-eight
cah, cah, brrt, brrt, yeah, grrt, uh, if he ever play (swear)
add it up, bag it up, stack it up
you can go and get it back (add it up)
rapper rat, you a rat
i don’t f-ck with none of y’all p-ssy cats (p-ssy)
run it up, big truck pullin’ up
knowin’ i don’t give a f-ck
went and got my paper left
i went and got my motherf-ckin’ paper left (woo)
draco with a drum, everybody gon’ run on
opps listen to my songs (opps)
it’s old murder where i come from
i done got a way together (swear)
most of y’all p-ssy n-ggas tellin’ (uh)
i been ballin’ since i can remember (remember)
free my dogs up out the kennel, ah
fix your mouth and fix your tongue
b-tch, you bet’ not say sh-t (watch your mouth)
i been droppin’ all bombs, why these n-ggas hatin’?
they just hate because i’m slime
i’m bslime, i’m snakin’ (slime sh-t, n-gga)
don’t get caught between the lines [?]
[chorus]
i roll with some real street n-ggas
known drug dealers (know)
murder, i see murder in my eyes (murder)
i been ridin’ with a demon k!ller (demon)
the system got my n-ggas (my n-ggas)
like why the h-ll these n-ggas take my guys? (yeah)

- bslime

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