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king von & big slade - dead end 2 lyrics

[intro]
ayy, b+tch, we locked in
you ain’t gotta say that
aight, bet, bet

[verse 1: big slade]
treat this choppa like a broom, sweep a n+gga off his feet
hollow tips gon’ eat his face, leave that b+tch under a sheet
ain’t no lackin’, ain’t no sleep, b+tch, i’m posted in the street
catch his ass, we leave him twitchin’, that’s a brand+new opp defeat

[verse 2: king von]
they ain’t wanna let me in, so i kicked in the backdoor
ain’t no passes, ain’t no talkin’, leave his brains all on the floor
trappin’ hard, ran up a ticket, f+ck the opps, we up the score
otf, b+tch, we official, all my k!llers trained for war

[verse 3: big slade]
trackhawk swervin’ off the x, i feel like i’m in a jet
switchy on me, ain’t no runnin’, left his homie on the steps
i ain’t worried ‘bout no vest, we shootin’ face, we ain’t for chest
hit his block and drop a bomb, b+tch, this sh+t look like a test

[verse 4: king von]
i can’t never let no n+gga slide, that sh+t f+ck with my pride
took his b+tch and then i sent her back, she suckin’ on my side
we the ones who get it poppin’, n+gga, ain’t no switchin’ sides
ain’t no fear, ain’t no remorse, i watch a f+ckboy momma cry
[verse 5: big slade]
choppa ringin’, body droppin’, b+tch, you know this sh+t get deadly
before i let a n+gga play, i’m up this glock and do him petty
got his addy from his sis, that stupid hoe gon’ eat spaghetti
left his ass inside the trunk, b+tch, that’s a lesson, don’t forget it

[verse 6: king von]
sellin’ p’s, servin’ the reverend, pour a six inside my beverage
middle fingers to the feds, i’m ridin’ dirty with a gun
at 10, we gon’ spin again, six chops, three mac+11s
last n+gga spoke on gang, now his name up in the heavens

[verse 7: big slade]
bobby slid and caught a opp, he got ‘em all, bow for bow
half my n+ggas fightin’ cases, four of them still on parole
f+ck a post, we up the scope, two+two+threes gon’ take his soul
one more body, one more grave, rest in p+ss, we make it known

[outro]
ain’t no more talkin’, b+tch, we slidin’
big slade where he go?
we boosted up the fo’

- king von big slade lyrics

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