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g-mac – pop out, go slide lyrics

[intro]
baow!
aye..
you know dat..
long live da guys, free the whole gang..
ytn..
1 richiey go crazy

[hook]
you heard happened to that last n+gga that was dissin’ up on the guys
them n+ggas know what we do
that’s why they want us to hop on they live
i put n+ggas in altercations
i found out they wasn’t go ride
if you ever catch them n+ggas hop in that hot car, go slide
every time when in in the raq i rep that b+tch up on my lap
on ytn, my n+ggas gon’ spin and make you famous on that map
n+ggas be pump faking
i know they is why the f+ck they got ’em a strap
can’t really say too much up on these phones
because them b+tches be tapped

[verse]
foе ‘nem slid up on one n+gga, shorty fell down to his knees
if you ain’t gang, you gotta pay, if you thе guys then that sh+t free
[?] loafing in these streets, you cannot walk without yo’ heat
if you love me, say that then, cuz if you do just keep it a g
man, i’m tired of these b+tch n+ggas be making these lit ass posts
n+ggas p+ssies having these b+tch ways too feminine, doin’ the most
everytime we ride up on they block, on j they ass be ghost
the way we runnin’ up this money you would think we selling dope
only need 23 shots, i can’t tote no mo 38s
they give you time, ain’t no cryin’, just gon’ get that out the way
yeah, we lost a couple pipes but we found ways to get some mo’
say [?] bout that p+ssy man, i tell you bout these hoes
you know my n+ggas go play ball, we dumpin’ shots into that basket
we gon’ spin until it ain’t no mo’, no cap its closed casket
man, [?] fold up like a notebook and a binder
every time she give me head, stretch me out like a recliner
and you know she likes the way i hit it when i get behind her
thirteen thousand dollar pradas’, she in love with my designer
you know 50 got the chop, he cut his sh+t up like a liner
aye, this gucci came from italy
this ain’t come from china
[hook]
you heard happened to that last n+gga that was dissin’ up on the guys
them n+ggas know what we do
that’s why they want us to hop on they live
i put n+ggas in altercations
i found out they wasn’t go ride
if you ever catch them n+ggas hop in that hot car, go slide
every time when in in the raq i rep that b+tch up on my lap
on ytn, my n+ggas gon’ spin and make you famous on that map
n+ggas be pump faking
i know they is why the f+ck they got ’em a strap
can’t really say too much up on these phones
because them b+tches be tapped

- g mac lyrics

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