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lirik lagu slickaa – eric b wright

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[intro]
(ahhhhh)
let me start for the day, let me f*cking teach you bout that motherf*cking way (yahhhh)
n*ggas gone be like what he f*ck he gonna say (woaaaah)
life is kinda hard when u get a little fame (naaah)
try me f*cking once and you need to f*cking pray (skrrrrr)
yeah i got my brother with me, yeah we don’t play (ahhhhh)
yeah i’m like scarface, yeah we let it spray
better find my money fast, like a f*cking race

[verse]
i’m like sh*t on recline, b*tch that’s the vibe
if i f*ck one (huh), yeah i f*ck twice
hit her from the back (huh)
sh*t from behind
n*ggas talking sh*t
sh*t she was fine
i’m like sh*t, no tick that’s the kick no flip
got a n*gga talking sh*t, yeah we hit him right quick
yeah we pull out with the stick
godd*mn it that’s sick, so six double six
double nine in this b*tch

imma a b9 n*gga, east side line five n*gga
try one of us boy, yeah you gon die n*gga
never was a hard n*gga, never been a b*tch though
but i’ll knock you f*cking ass like i’m f*cking klitschko
shooter on my side, right two two left
everything is different when u balance yourself
feeling like denzel with this numbers on deck
equalize your life patterns everything is next

everybody know it is only one rule (ahhh)
never make a white b*tch pregnant that’s true (ahhh)
use that sh*t once, we ain’t f*cking with you (ahhh)
n*ggas on crack is like yg wearing blue (ahhh)

i ain’t never f*cking with these motherf*cking lames (yahhh)
get your f*cking n*ggas out of the motherf*cking way (ahhh)
all i really want is a f*cking big bank (ahhh)
talk is f*cking cheap, do your motherf*cking thang brah

i live my life (eyyy)
talking sh*t (eyyy)
n*ggas got no stripes (eyyy)
pull up on sight (eyy) (powpowpow)
fake gun but the n*gga got that knife (eyyy)
life is a b*tch then you motherf*cking die (eyyy)

double up (brrrrr) never gave a f*ck
my mali’s they sum shooters you better f*cking duck
i’m like (uhhh), run it up
n*gga got a gun
yeah he be wildin, he be shooting just for fun
i’m like count it up
bentley f*cking truck (skrrrrr)
this n*gga trippin so he gone f*ck you up
run it up, stack it up
i don’t give a sh*t, it better be enough

[outro]
never mix the albanians with the serbs n*gga
never f*ck with the f*cking mob cuz they stir n*ggas
yeah my mob heavy and we run f*cking deep n*gga
yes i am a havoc on this motherf*cking beat n*gga
96 born always been a prodigy
people so shook when they hear a n*gga speak
n*gga you a opp, matter of fact you a skezz
talking all that talk talk n*gga u a b*tch
shut the f*ck up n*gga you don’t run sh*t
always saying he da man, he won’t do sh*t
i ain’t no gang gang, but i’ve never been a b*tch
yeah my n*gga ready so we bang to the east
and i ain’t goon stoop til my mamma gets rich
mali moutherf*cka till i die in this b*tch
never be wrong get it right in these b*tch
if you don’t know it’s eric b wright in this b*tch

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