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letra de you can get it to - dj kay slay

[verse 1: slim thug]
big boss [?] independent be winning
[?] cause i got a problem spending
while you n-ggas pretending it
i’m living that life
i’m from the hood living good, and it’s feeling real nice
i don’t fight when i write, or speak when i beef
i just take it to the streets, and handle it with the heat
n-ggas weak
talking llike they on the block getting cash
you’re in your mama house, sleeping with your pen and pad
i wish cd’s was dvd’s
so you could see these p-ssy n-ggas who be claming they g’s
real n-ggas don’t speak, dirty work on mics
cause real n-ggas know the feds [?] n-ggas for life
yеah i’m slim thugger, motherf-cker, i ain’t nеw to this
ask them boys down south, they know i’m true to this
so make sure when there’s drama [?]
come see me in the streets, we ain’t gotta see the drama king

[chorus: bun b]
old n-gga, new n-gga, fake n-gga, true n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck, you can get it too n-gga
old n-gga, new n-gga, fake n-gga, true n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck, you can get it too n-gga
[verse 2: petey pablo]
[?] dawg, i ain’t just got on
i’m the motherf-cking [?] on
yeah even you homie
you ain’t know petey pab was putting sh-t out this hard
even though i get crunk, [?] up in new york
[?]
get on some slay sh-t with no prob
[?]
[?] 16 bars
i got someething going on
[?]
[?] on
sounding like i’m going back dawg
sound like i’m heading for self destruction
so far from it
dawg [?] really got [?]
[?] n-ggas did it
that’s why [?]
[?] song
[?] i was on it
[?] gone

[chorus: bun b]
old n-gga, new n-gga, fake n-gga, true n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck, you can get it too n-gga
old n-gga, new n-gga, fake n-gga, true n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck, you can get it too n-gga
[verse 3: bun b]
as soon as i step off the plain, it’s a problem n-gga
slay called me up, and we mobbin n-gga
if i need heaters on my side, they got ’em n-gga
and if i like a n-gga chain, i can rob him n-gga
without a worry bout the repercussions
throwing n-ggas and keep them them n-ggas bussin
you heard about the street sweeper’s cousin
[?] cl!ck, roll hard, ride thick
every n-gga hold his own, obody ride [?]
hardcore hood n-gga, raised in the slums
[?] them guns and we [?]
if [?] we ain’t it
if we aiming, we bussing
if we can buss it [?]
tell me, must it be explained how these south n-ggas be?
sick them wolves on you [?]
we do it big without the dream [?]
f-cking with that drama king, you gon get that red beam in your ear n-gga

[chorus: bun b]
old n-gga, new n-gga, fake n-gga, true n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck, you can get it too n-gga
old n-gga, new n-gga, fake n-gga, true n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck, you can get it too n-gga
[verse 4: david banner]
lil radio f-ck
i smoke ya and spit ya ass up like a dutch
[?] you stupid b-st-rds, i tried to heal the hood
through the beats and the verses
i’m bout to run my fingers through you b-tch n-ggas [?]
screaming god could you please save my soul from these curse?
the mind of a slave [?]
[?]
i’ll put these p-ssy motherf-ckers right in they grave
you don’t know me, n-gga
you don’t know my kind
yeah i speak [?], hit your ass with the 9
[?] street sweeper, out of the truck
you better [?] back [?] motherf-cker or duck
i don’t wanna be hard, my soul can’t [?]
it ain’t that i ain’t k!ll, i just ain’t got caught
and if i did tell the kids, that i love them so
let them know that david banner wasn’t never no ho
n-gga yeah

- dj kay slay

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