letra de the lil one - lil' slim
[verse one]
bouncin’ through my hood, threw up my n-gga’s
a deuce, i got five on a sac
so what ‘cha wanna do?
got a ride to the shop, stopped at the gas station
slap three in my tank, got no time for waitin’
hooked with my n-gga cuz he had an gangsta sac
then f-cked with my bank, cuz i knew i had a stack
four deep in a car, we ride strapped
i was itchin’ to pull the trigger, try’na crack a n-gga’s cap
n-gga pull out the bag, n-gga smoke all the weed
i was so f-ckin’ buzzed, now i’m go to sleep
n-gga played three eighty and a gangsta clip
i packed an extra gangsta clip, cuz a n-gga ain’t gonna slip
i had drammmma, cuz they called me slim
nappy head motherf-cker with a big o’l lim
i’m f-ckin’ them hoes, leavin’ ringin’
like a high school bell just toss that -ss over and
let a gangsta n-gga nail
[chorus]
now bounce, biggegy bounce slide where you ward at?
game’s cold thank’s n-gga, look who’s back
[2x]
[verse two]
now easily, i’m apporachin’
i’m quick to squeeze the trigger
n-gga hopin’ cuz i ain’t no joke
i got my hat to side, long d-ck
cuz i’m slim, i can’t stand a fat b-tch
i like ’em nice and trim
you don’t work, you don’t eat i ain’t gone lie
so b-tch so a fat d-ck, in order to survive
he say slim, why ya train for a b-tch so bad
don’t give a f-ck bout a hoe, all i want his the -ss
to them side jumpin’ n-gga’s
i know you can’t take me
cuz, i’m tha lil one and b-tches can’t break me
n-gga run up, i say ya better shoot first
pull the gat, pop the clip and put the b-tch to work
[chorus-4x]
[verse three]
that got some n-gga’s in the place
who be stuntin’ in the club’s
that’s why i pack my gat, and where my rubber gloves
poppin’ a clip up in my gun
cl!ckin’ up with my gun
shootin’ them b-tches with my gun
now my -ss on the run
got bank to the clock, got b-tches on my jock
never slippin’ with my gat
that’s why i pop biggegy pop
i’m the same o’l n-gga, i know ya know my name
f-ck the gusto, down the gat, let’s go with the hang
so i can shake you up, i’ma break you up
get ’em up? cuz, i’m a n-gga that don’t give a motherf-ck
got my n-gga suga slim and b-32
pimp daddy, unlv and pmw
i got big steve by my side, like the burnt up ride
better ask somebody? cuz ca$h money doin’ all right
[chorus-4x]
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