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letra de slime - m12 (manor park)

[chorus: felon]
it’s that time
load the glizzy up and take a life
every time my n-ggas step, we up the crime
ain’t no n-gga on this earth that we can’t find, and give him bine

[chorus: m12]
he got bined
you know we k!lled your n-gga – shot him like a hundred times
how you drillin’ on the malis, we put in our sprite
we hop out – you know it’s live, triple murders every time

[verse 1: felon]
n-ggas riding on the beat, my n-ggas riding in these streets
i was f-ckin’ with this b-tch, i gave her pipe – she change the sheets

i can tell you that it’s way too late,
we just pulled up on ilford lane, got a coke from
if he parks up on the street, it’s a not a fine
n-ggas talkin’ on the net, we show them n-ggas how we slime
hop out the car – creep up – hit a n-gga from behind
when we play […?] ain’t fun, we get the you n-ggas done
we put extensions on our guns
name a block that we ain’t spun
this ain’t c.o.d, on g.o.d we turnin’ n-ggas [?]
we got 4 just from the lane, they ain’t get it back in blood
[chorus: felon]
it’s that time
load the glizzy up and take a life
every time my n-ggas step, we up the crime
ain’t no n-gga on this earth that we can’t find, and give him bine

[chorus: m12]
he got bined
you know we k!lled your n-gga – shot him like a hundred times
how you drillin’ on the malis, we put yellow in our sprite
we hop out – you know it’s live, triple murders every time

[verse 2: m12]

so much bodies – would’ve thought we was catching n-ggas every week
grip the savage hit him in his beam – i give him smoke
shot him in his dome, it came out somewhere else
every drill we catch’s a triple – we ain’t never heading
i got all over my new coat – on my chanels
we got in the six, and
we stabbed him up – he need help
i just smiled and cut my nails, you know m12 i’m very lit
tell me what you think we k!lled your n-gga right there in his crib
how much money did we spend, tell them n-ggas like
no my bullets they don’t bend, i’mma hit him in his wig
i know them and we ain’t friends, i grip the skeng and let it rip
m12’s a devil kid,
[chorus: felon]
it’s that time
load the glizzy up and take a life
every time my n-ggas step, we up the crime
ain’t no n-gga on this earth that we can’t find, and give him bine

- m12 manor park

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