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big hit, hit-boy & the alchemist – sly, slick & wicked lyrics

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[chorus]
sly, the sl!ck, the wicked
i don’t like it (i don’t like ’em, neither), no, no, no, no
the sly, the sl!ck, the wicked
i don’t like it (i don’t like ’em, neither)

[verse 1]
i done saved n+ggas lives
now the same motherf+ckers tryna take mine
n+ggas don’t appreciate sh+t
you can throw ’em your chip, house, car and your b+tch
n+ggas hate they own blood like a crip
you can slash your wrists and let ’em drink every drip
and a b+tch n+gga still ain’t satisfied
f+ck all that pride, next time, let ‘еm die
don’t cry, drop ’em off in the sеt
get high, then ride off into the sunset
same rules apply to the women
love and loyalty just ain’t in ’em
so i hit ’em off with the old flim+flam
can’t understand the opa+lama+lam
yeah, fam, i speak another language
on lanes, throw ’em off from another angle
life’s short and ain’t nothin’ to play with
all the loose+talk moonwalk, you’re slippin’ on the pavement
[chorus]
sly, the sl!ck, the wicked
i don’t like it (i don’t like ’em, neither), no, no, no, no
the sly, the sl!ck, the wicked
i don’t like it (i don’t like ’em, neither)

[verse 2]
you could give a n+gga the shirt off your back
you could still get whacked
stop feedin’ a n+gga, you gon’ see how he act
it’s a+1 when you givin’, they grinnin’ when you winnin’
but cut ’em out your business, it’s all about division
you multiply your dollars, they all wanna holler
subtract your followers, n+ggas start to follow ya
bushwhack a n+gga, push back your wig
like sn+tchin’ a weave, grudge+f+ckin’ her in bed
man, that sh+t’s sad, wakin’ up in the mornin’
lookin’ like, “d+mn, i was drunk, i was h+rny”
never know who you meet in these weird streets
these b+tches too cheap and friends switch up in a blink
you think a n+gga on one when i’m laid back
a n+gga get judged by his past, that’s the fact
the judge tryna stretch me out for some misdemeanors
i told the da beat it, pick twelve, f+ck pleadin’
but after seein’ my only boy cryin’ on the stand
i couldn’t hold the tears seein’ a gangster break down
[chorus]
sly, the sl!ck, the wicked
i don’t like it (i don’t like ’em, neither), no, no, no, no
the sly, the sl!ck, the wicked
i don’t like it (i don’t like ’em, neither)



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