| I’m sick of, here come the niggas with blue steel
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| Maybe them niggas don’t let you slide, maybe they will
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| I’m sending back slugs to niggas that wanna creep
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| The killer tried taking me thinking I was asleep
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| MJ, don’t give a fuck what they say
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| You think you livin' large you livin' a slim day
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| Ain’t no motherfucker takin' the shit I worked fo'
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| See that’s the reason niggas get killed and hurt though
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| Occupation is none, that nigga wanna get a gun
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| Run up and try to get me lay down and get done
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| Weak bitch, I ain’t got no time for cheap tricks
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| I’m looking through ya shit, I’m able to peep quick
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| Don’t say that, dribble the niggas that try to fade me
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| First fucking possible chance they wanna blaze me
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| Niggas who real and wanna continue living
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| Put a cap in they ass if they try to catch you slippin'
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| They want ya money
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| They caught ya slippin' baby
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| They’re gonna take it away from you, it’s true
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| They saw ya coming
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| They got ya running and
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| Pulled out they’re weapons, what are you gonna do
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| Damn baby it’s raining harder than a motherfucker
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| Hurry up and open the door
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| Alright baby just don’t slip
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| Shit, ooh it’s wetter than a motherfucker, where’s ya restroom
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| First door to the right
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| We still on for tonight baby
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| Yeah baby we still on
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| Oh damn baby, this is a beautiful home you have baby
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| Thank you baby, let me go get some music on
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| Come on out of the closet baby, he’s in the restroom
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| Ahh, shit, I’ma beat the shit out this pussy tonight
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| OH SHIT!, nigga fuck you, fuck
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| Give me that motherfucking piece you got on nigga
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| Oh shit it ain’t even gotta be like this brotha, fuck that shit
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| Nigga I want the motherfucking Rolex
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| Nigga I want the motherfucking Nikes you got on, ho
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| Ah shit, nigga fuck this bitch you fucking with ho
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| Nigga give me, nigga give me what ya got
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| I beat em' like they daddy never did
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| The same punk who took it too far when we was kids
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| The knife got stuck in his back, slick move
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| You robbed another brother so what did the shit prove
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| You breaking down killers in bushes when they be hiding
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| They make a sound, one hundred rounds, I’m landing five
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| In they chest plates, staying at home
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| It would’ve been a niggas best place
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| Shame to find they in a hurry for a death day
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| Stopping the heart of any attacker
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| Got his bitch wanna ride with me, don’t have to ask her
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| Bringing action to the field whenever you niggas ready
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| When you hear the rubber burn, I’m hanging up out the Chevy
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| With a straight aim, nigga I blew em' up out the frame
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| Street tops scattered with tricks with false game
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| You can’t pull me off of my toes, I’m still tippy
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| Now play with ya life, than try to catch a nigga slippin' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slippin' , by - MJG. Song from the album No More Glory, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп