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borleone – slime lyrics

[chorus]
n-gg-s ain’t gang, these n-gg-s ain’t slime
lame -ss n-gg- be droppin’ them dimes
i been in the field, i been catchin’ them crimes
caught me a charge, i still ride with that iron
n-gg-s be fake, don’t get stabbed from behind
i f-ck on that b-tch and you know she a dime
that lil’ ho, she bad, she keep b-tchin’ and cryin’

[verse]
slide on his block and i shoot with a drake
a hundred round drum and it came on a k
servin’ my junkies, n-gg-, on a rainy day
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch, n-gg-, on a bad day
kick in your door, n-gg-, where the safe?
i’m in the ‘partments, n-gg-, where you ain’t
i’m serving that drop, making junkies faint
that n-gg-‘s a lame, boy, you can’t hang
i shoot with that glock, and my clip, it hang
remember had shootouts right up in the rain
these b-tches don’t care, all they bring is pain
you paid for that p-ssy, boy, you’s a lame
i’m a real crip, boy, you’s a saint
n-gg-s be b-tch-made, switchin’ gangs
young borleone, n-gg-, stayin’ in my lane
i gamble with your life, you think it’s a game
i’m in the traphouse with the what?
servin’ my junkies water and that angel dust
i whip the wraith, n-gg-, and the bentley truck
fend for myself, n-gg-, who can i trust?
shootin’ the glock, n-gg- wanna tussle
traphouse jump, n-gg-, off the muscle
run up on me, n-gg-, i’ma bust you
that n-gg- he hot, burn him like he usher

- borleone lyrics

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