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letra de frontline - slimegoon9

[intro]
slime
slime slime slime
let me bum something real quick
slime slime

[verse]
i’m in the streets everyday i’m not hidin’
frontline, shots get fired
roadrunnin’, just me and my slime
you f-ck with the opps had to f-ckin’ slime
these n-ggas ain’t street just bustin’ rounds
i catch me a rapper i’ma leave him cryin’
put a pendant, on the chain like it’s mine
then go out cali’ just to catch a vibe (yeah yeah)
we turned him to west n-gga i ain’t lyin’
i’m still in the hood walkin’ with my iron
bust down sh-t servin’ junkies dyin’
b-tch got mad i ain’t got the time
he think that he solid ’cause he did some time
[?] risks this sh-t take some time
hop out the car he hopped out of line
baw-baw-baw bullets start to fly (yeah)
get in the streets it’s eye for an eye
i got hit n-gga i was lackin’ (yeah)
he in a spider hole can’t find him
hop in that spider hole i’ma down him (baw)
perc’s and the lean high off the downers
fake-ass plug i’ma run around him
he thought he was it only servin’ ounces
pounds came in stuff ’em in the couches (yeah, yeah yeah)
he wanted white sold the n-gga powder
three days 30 bands and no shower
threw on that drip i just took a shower
police keep callin’ i’ma be a hour
i keep me a stick ’cause sh-t could get rowdy
rich n-gga hit skirtin’ in the audi
slime on top you know that you can find me
your b-tch givin’ top if you couldn’t find her
king of the trap n-gga i got keys
plug heard about me he don’t want to meet
robbed the n-gga take the sh-t to the streets
shots hit me than i’m sweepin’ the streets (baw baw)
he beefin’ with me how the f-ck he gon’ eat?
right in his neck can’t step in these streets (yeah)
young paid n-gga got rich off the streets (yeah, slime)
instagram b-tch geekin’ to meet me (slime slime)
how you know me? that b-tch was the reason (yeah)
ride with that drac’ n-gga it’s that season (oh yeah?)
that drac’ blowin’, broke him to pieces
don’t mention my name n-gga if we beefin’
n-ggas ain’t slidin’ n-ggas just tweetin’
b-tch came over f-ck for the weekend
i ain’t have my perc’s sh-t had me geekin’
i’m in for the night the junkies keep on geekin’
bro hittin’ the bowl n-gga he was leakin’
[?] hit jackboy he be creepin’
run up a hundred bands in one season ([?])
switch up the drip n-gga it’s a new season (yeah)
this gucci drip cost it ain’t cheap (slime)
it ain’t no raf simons on my feet (slime)
ruth chris meals that sh-t cheap (slime, slime)
might take a flight be back in a week (slime)

- slimegoon9

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