dabsquadslank - give it up to the sound lyrics
[intro: ol’ dirty b-st-rd]
yo i learned one thing, when you go in different parts of town
you gotta learn how to blend in… you know what i mean?
you gotta learn how to blend in ummm
some girls don’t know they alphabets…some girls do
[verse 1: slank]
flyer than a cardinal, my rhyme schemes hazardous
k!ll me, and i’ll come back like lazarus
preaching like in nazareth, or else john the bap-a-tist
make these n-gga’s girl disappear like a magic trick
bubble gum rap tracks, really unstrap my snapback
make me wanna pimp slap some pancake -ss cracks
f-ckers make me wanna let my water gat clap
get your suit jack real moist and smoke some afpak
and all up on the regular, these rappers puffin’ regular
even my gas premium, these mcs can’t measure up
what up cousin, you heard my name buzzin’
off the tongues of the dozen’s, cause dope sh-t they lovin’
and oh sh-t, am i rubbin’ you the wrong way?
drink, f-ck, smoke, like the mother f-cking song say
sippin’ on bombay, feeling like an indian
dot. dot. to feather, chief slank’s my synonym
[verse 2: slank]
yo, if myself in my past life, was anything like last night
i probably stayed higher than the rider of a uni-cyce
the e.o.p. unit type, we gotta be dope
b-tch sucking so fast my d-ck nut like bolt
and rhymes cut like throat, so best rock a neck-pad
slank spittin’ hotter than the nail on this next dab
ask me how i concentrate, probably all the concentrates
moon rock keep a n-gga mind state on elevate
i’m rocky mountain high let me celebrate
back in 08′ the same story still rocking tapes
underground n-ggas know me, from here to oklahomey
rappers heard nikez got wise and tried to quote me
derange your brain matter, with hot lines thats fatter
oh, you church like stained gl-ss? i’ll make the window panes shatter
better give it up to the sound, i gotta get high just so i can get down, n-gga down
[verse 3: slank]
yo, yo, profounder than tut, i’ll leave you plundered and f-cked
receive scars for these bars now you need a st-tch up
move weight like a pick-up, zip flippa, only 20 so i rob p-ssports to buy liquor
a dope n-gga, type to smoke a newport n-gga
country till i die i’ll probably never see new york n-gga
producing this, and i ain’t even take no juice or lift
skinny young buck stabbing mammals with a crucifix
oooh weee, jack flash and flame hotta
make it plausible to be a, a globetrotter
uh, p-ss the water, rather be a broke squatter
than to sell out like a b-tch on some bullsh-t
slank a spitter every lyric like a full clip
n-ggas tighten up round here like a tool kit
goons taking pulls b-tch, repet-tively
off the wax and that dro grown medically, what
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