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letra de sliding - na-rei

riding down orlando in the jeep chilling like master chief
if i see him clutch, give him a halo as soon as he reach
hop up out the ride with my side, we like bonnie and clyde
g-shock on the wrist it don’t tick, but ill tell you it glide
no chill in my mind, we gone slide when it come to the guys
if you want some beef? i pack a mac unloading them fries
then we pop ya mans in his hide he holding his side
now he yelling he hoping his boys will come to his side
now wait a minute, someone on my line they calling my phone
i chеck and see it’s my n-gga rell, he one of thе bros
“what’s the moves?” we gone hit the block right by the corner store
before we go. go and grab my chopper just from by the door
they call me bone, my name ringing bells its like al capone
hop on the phone make me a few plays for some provolone
you want him gone? well lets get him gone
melt his chromosomes
now he known they asking where he at. his for ever home
take the chop put some franklins on it. playing gta
we talking money? lets go hit a spot give me a tba
the eta is about 2 minutes from the pizza place
ain’t come to play, this rocket blasting off i’m sending them to sp-ce
its 407 you know what i’m repping from the apk
pop out the chevy they scatter like roaches we gone spray the raid
in the field energy is low i need some gatorade
this is it i was made to spit this beat tailor made
so come on with it, bet that ima k!ll it pockets on a million
sitting wishing that i drop a hit after switching positions
with ambition, subtracting the digits of the opposition
i’m on a mission, merc every beat like i ain’t got a religion
ain’t never finished gotta keep going like this is never ending
you playing with me, toe tag the city for just being a witness
pumping iron, this 45 will get n-ggas in fitness
look alive get money hungry we need 100s and 50s
i’m balling hard. shoot em’ like kobe dunking like pau gasol
no hooks at all just get the bars we serving alcohol
so many bars got enough in me to fill up all the walls
lets keep it tall, best in the city these other rappers stall
thought i was done? i’m cooking this instrumental until its done
turn up the heat we spitting the fire hot like the summer sun
we roll up and up get to flipping on n-ggas they call us bakugan
this mac-11 chew yo whole gang up just like a pack of gum
its 2 am, up in the morning i’m writing verses
and i’m k!lling them, call the coroner we need some he-rs-s
got banana clips for all of you monkeys who feeling punchy
and you have to be a dummy for thinking that you can touch me
and we serious about them he-rs-s got banana clips for certain we’ll feed yall boys a serving
now n-ggas missing for lurking
yeah, and im really putting work in
give bone about any beat and know that i will really merc it
and yall really looking worthless let me put yall boys on game
you find a niche and keep it working. and you said your phone not working, just use these bars for service
and we can’t be out here nervous im tryna make me some money, you doin me a disservice
ain’t going for nothing funny, you moving just like the circus. out here riding my own wave hanging 10 i been surfing
i stay my own lane i have no room out here for swerving
i been sliding this whole beat and i ain’t even had to curse yeah

- na rei

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