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letra de no wrestling - slime dollaz

[verse: slime dollaz]
i had to up my fire
my opps, they be dissin’
shot that boy five times, left him in the ditches
and i’m water whippin’, free lil [?]
he was a [?]
hold up, i might just lay in this grass
i pop out with that five, i get to hitting at they ass
i’m a real slime, i’m a sheisty man
we put a price on ’em and i popped his ass
and i ride with a five, i know i’m a convicted felon
i tell you a thousand times, snakehead ain’t doing no wrestling
heard them boys was plotting on me
yeah, them boys ain’t talking about nothing
i got lethal weapon
ar, i got mac-11
walk down gang, you know we stretch him
pop a perc, i popped his best friend
smack that boy on his nogging
they gon’ know about dollars
i ain’t even doing no talking
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t dissin’ that boy
’cause i pull up with them billy boys
clean the block, we see that boys
i can’t beef with them cause they tell they people they beef with me
and i’m a real solid-ass boy
i tell them p-ssies catch sh-t in the street
and that motherf-ckin’ fire the size of me
yao ming, b-tch, it’s poking out my jeans
i’m a real slime, b-tch, you know i’m green
[chorus: slime dollaz]
i pop out with that five, i get to hitting at they ass
i’m a real slime, i’m a sheisty man
we put a price on ’em and i popped his ass
and i ride with a five, i know i’m a convicted felon
i tell you a thousand times, snakehead ain’t doing no wrestling
heard them boys was plotting on me
yeah, them boys ain’t talking about nothing
i got lethal weapon
ar, i got mac-11

[verse: skuffle]
i’m a real b
i say my alphabet, skipped the c
g-i, know they [?] release
mr take ’em down, make ’em feel the heat
i done upped the fire
so many n-ggas like a record player, i ain’t scared to repeat
make a n-gga ghost-like for halloween, i’ma give him a sheet
real street n-gga, i can’t give him no pass
what’s on your head might be your whole stash
couldn’t let the bounty, i could really toe-tag
you ain’t ever ate a plate for no cash
won’t let no five-fifty touch my flag
spinned the boy block when he ain’t never play crash
hold on, wait, take your foot off the gas
i’m out the widow tryna shoot at his ass
[chorus: slime dollaz]
hold up, i might just lay in his grass
i pop out with that five, i get to hitting at they ass
i’m a real slime, i’m a sheisty man
we put a price on ’em and i popped his ass
and i ride with a five, i know i’m a convicted felon
i tell you a thousand times, snakehead ain’t doing no wrestling
heard them boys was plotting on me
yeah, them boys ain’t talking about nothing
i got lethal weapon
ar, i got mac-11

- slime dollaz

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