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lirik lagu slimey gng – getrichzay

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[intro]
yeah
gang
six (the real one, noisy on the beat)
gang, gang, gang
f*ck wrong with these n*ggas? (yeah, gang)
big 2sg, six sh*t (big faceshot gang, know what the f*ck goin’ on)
get your b*tch hit
gang sh*t, no lame sh*t ​(it’s free rashid, bigfifty’ gang)
know we be quick to bust your pah*pah*pah, gang (long live crazy, b*tch, yeah)
yeah (yeah)

[chorus]
i*i be lookin’ down to all these n*ggas like i’m they dad (i swear)
yeah, slimy gang wipe his nose (slime), that dumb n*gga went out sad (dumb)
big gang gon’ wait outside his crib (let’s go), we ain’t got no time to shoot up no pad (uh*huh)
don’t ask me who inside my blunt, that f*ck n*gga died soon as he threw a jab
i told his b*tch to come outside (ayy), she finna get scooped up just like a cat (aight, come on)
yeah, these n*ggas know we slimy as h*ll (slime), don’t get backdoored, don’t get backstabbed (yeah)
yeah, bad n*gga died, he speak on fifty (fifty)
yeah, brand*new glock and that b*tch hold fifty (bah, bah)
ayy, finna go have some fun, i just told lil flip i just bought me a brand*new switchy (vfft)

[verse]
yeah, i got wockhardt in my cup (that wocky), she mad (ayy, wock’), she thought she was sippin’ whiskey (that wock’, ha)
i just told lil tay i’m finna slide, he say he slidin’ with me
i swear these n*ggas be my sons (grrt), we finna take a drip to disney (ha)
n*gga throw a shot at me, i throw one back, my glock a frisbee (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
and way my glock so loud, when i shoot that b*tch you would think it was a bomb (that b*tch a bomb, uh*uh, ha, whatever)
old*ass n*gga keep tryna preach that sh*t to me, he a uncle tom
i don’t know why my opps keep woofin’ like getrich can’t f*ck they mom (f*ck your mom)
place a bag on top his head (top), i bet my shooters come do that job (ayy, aight)
yeah, they go hard and that’s on god (come on)
call lil’ reez, he’ll pull your card (come on)
yeah, goin’ out sad, you was cuffin’ that broad (wock’)
uh, you know too solid gang my squad
yeah, let a f*ck n*gga come rock here and try me, i put it on six, he gon’ meet this rod (rod)
now let a f*ck n*gga come rock here and try me (boom), i put it on six (yup), he gon’ go meet god (on god)
[chorus]
i*i be lookin’ down to all these n*ggas like i’m they dad (i swear)
yeah, slimy gang wipe his nose (slime), that dumb n*gga went out sad (dumb)
big gang gon’ wait outside his crib (let’s go), we ain’t got no time to shoot up no pad (uh*huh)
don’t ask me who inside my blunt, that f*ck n*gga died soon as he threw a jab
i told his b*tch to come outside (ayy), she finna get scooped up just like a cat (aight, come on)
yeah, these n*ggas know we slimy as h*ll (slime), don’t get backdoored, don’t get backstabbed (yeah)
yeah, bad n*gga died, he speak on fifty (fifty)
yeah, brand*new glock and that b*tch hold fifty (bah, bah)
ayy, finna go have some fun, i just told lil flip i just bought me a brand*new switchy (vfft, flip)

[outro]
(noisy on the beat)

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