Sound of Da Slums
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We got big guns, Nigga I'm the sound of the slums Rachi locked in, we gon' throw bands when we done Man don't play with the kid, touch my chain leave you dead You got shooters, I got shooters, but they shoot shit just for fun Boy this choppa go retarded since you niggas actin' dumb Too emotional Yeah I got my glock, I'm unapproachable Bitch I'll really die for my respect, it's something personal Hardbodied yuh I fear nobody We with some bad snow bunnies She like coke and molly Zaybandz from the east I started in the streets And my money looking good You know I'm gon' eat Play with my bread, he dead I put that boy to sleep Someone tell this bitch If he play with me then he ain't waking up After I slap the 50 in then I slap her on her butt When I get to spitting facts this bitch get to stuttering Choppa it be thundering Chris Paul with the ball Told my shoota, drop it in Bitch I got these got racks like it's tennis How you get this money, I ain't signed Imma menace Put some gold in mouth, I just left the dentist Had to put ice on this drip, like my double dup Stain who, bitch I'm wit AR, we let that choppa bust Bitch who's stoppin' us We got glocks up in this bitch, we ridin' like a army truck Now that I'm up they say zay you ain't really hood Nigga I gotta bad bitch she shaped just like Megan Good We be by the palm trees I stuff exotic in a wood Really I got these niggas shook Yeah yeah yeah Doing what you wish you could Yeah yeah yeah Really I got these niggas shook Doing what you wish you could When I speak, it's mil talk You know it's dirty, real wok If that nigga snitchin', he gon' go missin' cause it's f*ck the cops When you got that bag they try to take it, RIP to Wop RIP to Z They want smoke, put him in a leaf Og said to watch my tongue cause I got court, it's in a week I got songs for the slums But I can't even release So I send it to my youngin' tell em this shit for the streets Reminds of this bad I fucked right at double tree I got 2 heaters under this beater, he ain't hot as me Oh you talking crazy Come on pull up on me Imma gangsta till the end, I'll let it go just like I'm tony When I talk it hold weight, all these niggas lookin' boney These niggas they spin bin, we like run downs You only taking flicks wit yo stick, put that gun down If I see a opp in this bitch you'll hear one sound Thra thra thra Sound of Da Slums Yuh Yuh
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