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letra de truth no lies - slim guerilla

[intro: freddie gibbs]
young n-gga, keep your mind on your motherf-cking–, uh
your papers, b-tch, yeah, give these hoes the vapors
yeah, yeah, big rabbit, yeah

[chorus: lil gin]
load up my big nine, now i’m finna shoot to k!ll
if you busters slipping, it’s this fifty finna do the deal
load up my big nine, now i’m finna shoot to k!ll
if you busters slipping, it’s this fifty finna do the deal
load up my big nine, now i’m finna shoot to k!ll
if you busters slipping, it’s this fifty finna do the deal
load up my big nine, now i’m finna shoot to k!ll
if you busters slipping, it’s this fifty finna do the deal

[verse 1: slim guerilla]
i’m from the city where we sw-nging, banging, pop the trunk
sg rilla mane popping things like a twelve pump
thinking of many ways of getting paid, this the way i’m made
it’s just how i’m raised, bald fade with versacе shades
always on a mission, ain’t no dissing on my f-cking pimping
you can catch me diamond, gold grilling with two hoes kissing
passion playas is how i’m living, alizе is what we sipping
talking about me? don’t give no sh-t
living this sh-t done made me rich, b-tch
keep that four on my side, she suck my d-ck while i drive
she worried about getting high, i’m worried about being fly
you got to look in my eyes, you tell the truth and no lies
and if you rolling with me, you got to keep that in mind
and if you repping the set, you can’t be playing the set
my chain is dripping on me and don’t be touching my neck
’cause i’m a g in this b-tch, could give a f-ck who you met
you got to make you some money, okay, make bank, that’s a bet
[verse 2: freddie gibbs]
got a brand new b-tch on the side, she suck my d-ck while i drive
you took risks, know she gon’ slide, b-tch, i’m the pen, i’m the five
you take a look in my eyes, so tell the truth and no lies
and a n-gga been playing with them millions
how could a b-tch be the prize? ho’, it’s the g in me
rich n-gga, still pull a kick door, all black mask on, ain’t no seeing me
tennessee, touch down in v and a and did a b-n-e
jump man, low, gon’ stepped all on my coco, twenty three a key
n-ggas be making them deals with the people, ho’, ain’t no plea in me
keep jamming, keep slamming, keep rocking
i’m globetrotting with all my partners, flew my b-tch in from ghana
might be tall, but don’t play no ball, ’cause b-tch, i play with that powder
i’ll smack a ho’ like wembanyama if you play with my dollars
and i stay blowed than a b-tch, riding solo, down to shoot to k!ll
if you want to kick it, pull your ricky, b-tch, i’ll punch your ticket
instagram, your family posting pictures, my little brother missing
my young n-ggas gon’ complete the mission, bring like thirty switches
yeah, and ain’t no slipping on my f-cking pimping
thirty b-tches, kitchen, man, this lifestyle get expensive, it’s the g in me
jump man, low, gon’ stepped all on my coco, twenty three a key
n-ggas be making them deals with the people, ho’, ain’t no plea in me

- slim guerilla

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