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作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr. | Sl-sl-sl-sl-sl-slide right through my oppo' city | AMG, man, **** a hemi'
作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr. Sl-sl-sl-sl-sl-slide right through my oppo' city AMG, man, **** a hemi' No question, the Glock on me G*59, thats my commitee Blanco 'bout his cake, full plate, extra shrimp and steak Southside of the lake, Figure 8 'til my ****in wake Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride (You did good, $lick, it's a Smash) Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride (Players) Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride (Players, players, players, p-p-players never die) Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride (Ayy) Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 1: Blanco Leopardo] I got a hunnid-round drum on my dick like Vic Firth Choppin' up the blunt, make sure it's slick, who gon' gеt sick first? Always wantin' more, yeah, I think they call that Slick's cursе Yeah, your shawty bad but I'm bettin' that my bitch worse Wrist hurt from the Plain Jane, yeah, it's heavy Catch me in the Chevy, steady changing lanes, engine revving Switchin' steady, Blanco's motives always loco like I'm jetting All these chains around my neck is twisted up like spaghetti, uh Blanco 'bout his cake, full plate, extra shrimp and steak Southside of the lake, Figure 8 'til my ****in wake Watch out for the snakes, ****in' fakes, eatin' twice their weight Always lock the gate, that's a fake, tryna up the stakes D-D-Dollar sign, uicide, dollar sign, move aside Me and Wetto made that pact, said **** the whole world its you and I Two-two-two Southern White trash mother****ers unified G*59 for life or at least 'til I'm ****in' crucified Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride (Wetto, Wetto, Wetto) [Verse 2: Wetto] Sl-sl-sl-sl-sl-slide right through my oppo' city AMG, man, **** a hemi' No question, the Glock on me G*59, thats my commitee My face sittin' pretty, grab my dick and holla, 'Gimme gimme' Poppin' on these pillies, droppin' tens up in my ****in' kidneys F-F-**** the world, **** ya heard? Wetto solo dolo H-H-Hoes get wet while searchin' for me like I'm Marco Polo You want that promo? I can put your face up on a shirt P-P-Plus I hide that fentanyl up in my Percs I, I-I-I get irked, crack a smirk then I go berserk Crack, now he murked, all you heard was pop-pop and then skrrt O-O-Off the Addy, not too shabby for a ****in' junkie Th-Th-Throw a bitch some money, then I tell her [?] Ch-Choppa draw, have a bitch boy singin' 'T-T-Til my death, G-R-E-Y what I'm comin' (GREY, GREY) 'Til I D-I-E, my hand gon' hold that .123 Nor-Nor-Northside (Northside), Eastern Bloc, GREY been what I bleed Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out, throw him in the ride Dump, dump, out, throw him in the ride Dump a nigga ass out Dump a nigga ass out Dump, dump, dump, dump
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