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lirik lagu we to real – s.l.a.b.

(-talking-)
s.l.a.b., slow loud and bangin know i’m saying
texas style n-gga feel that mayn, it’s going down down here mayn
pulling out everything mayn, chrome n-gga

[hook – 2x]
on the cool, i know a lot of n-ggas hating us
but we too real, to let a n-gga come and f-ck with us
on the cool, i know a lot of n-ggas hating us
f-cking with slow loud and bangin, and you’ll be in the dust

[trae]
it’s a known fact i got a mouthpiece contaminated, n-ggas hate it knowing they can’t fade it
innovated by most of the real n-ggas on these streets, so we gon make it
you taking it oh no never, too clever and i got em in debter
your t-shirt is finna get wetter, on the mic it don’t get no better
for screw i’m finna mash the gas, p-ssing n-ggas up moving slow
n-gga don’t know i can’t take no mo’, running up on me you finna hit the flo’
from trae to lil b, j-a-t, dougie d and ab and jay’ton
be street n-ggas with a heart, you should of heard of me from the start
but my time coming up, better peep my game and learn something
before your body’s we be dumping, that’s on my life and i ain’t bumping
on blue over grey sw-nger on 4’s, running over foes
letting out ten shots with a calico, just so a n-gga don’t want no mo’
southside texas forever, representative in they face
paper chasing on a steady pace, so block bleeding is my case
and i’m gon smash that, trying to get my last stack
and if you live that, n-gga you gon feel that black

[hook – 2x]

[ab]
man you n-ggas, don’t even understand
f-cking with us, have a scientific plan
don’t hate the playa, hate the motherf-cking game
you n-ggas mad, cause you can’t do the same
we work hard, for the things that we do
n-ggas unlike you, we steady paying our dues
we creeping and crawling, your city getting riches
posters and cards, and money over b-tches

[lil b]
i’m a n-gga that struggle and hustle, my pockets must gain a muscle
these b-tch -ss n-ggas i tussle, and then break em up like a puzzle
they bubble up and then bust, steady put they -ss in a he-rs-
i’m a young -ss n-gga that’s cursed, with the life of a thug walking on turf
lord have mercy these n-ggas gon bleed, cause lil b gon give em what they need
s-l-a to the motherf-cking b, we gon ride out till we d-i-e
do you see you gon get ranned over, f-cking around with a southside s.l.a.b. soldier
we the realest and i done already told ya, stealing the name when you know that we colder
yes the rap game we gon take over, ready to go just like a v-12 motor
like a flip phone we might just fold ya, last one standing now n-gga who’s bolder
and colder in the game what’s the name, you better peep that n-gga slow loud and bangin
won’t ever change cause we hog the lane, running through all tracks still gripping the grain

[hook – 2x]

[dyno]
n-ggas hate to see me turning on they corner, blowing marijuana
paint red california, now candy green iguana
valeted at daytona, it be screens in my shutter
smushing b-tter kush, and sipping drank out a funnel
riding gl-ss on a caddy, deuce-deuces on a navi
honk my h-rn watching p-rn, and see which ethnic i’ll sn-tch me
half black and puerto-pachi, hoes be on my b-lls
soft x in they life, just to tighten they jaws
silent beam on the glock, making all punks pause
p-a benz with no top, got em saying aw naw
s dot w dot, gorilla n-gga all out
to k!ll a n-gga, spit a verse and peel a n-gga

[hook – 2x]

- s l a b

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