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lazy3x x x313rell x christianzxl - slaughter house lyrics

[intro]
w4ddles, you g+nius!
ay, uh
[verse 1: lazy3x]
bussdown, i got the drip
and lil’ shawty a bussdown, be breakin’ her hips
and it feel like a first now, i’m with the sh+t
and he beg for a verse now, i’m taxin’ his sh+t
and if he sendin’ shots then i’m hackin’ his sh+t
and lil’ shawty a thot, i be clappin’ her sh+t
and he move like a b+tch, he like movin’ his lips
and i’m shootin’ his sh+t cause i move with the clip
and i bought me a bag cause i move with the strip
and lil shawty she bad, she be movin’ her hips
[?] keep a tool on my hip, if he talking that [?] then i’m shootin his sh+t
slide down in the jag and i’m lootin’ his sh+t
we know that you cap, stop doin’ that sh+t
designer my feet, so i’m stompin’ that n+gga
and i heard you got green so i’m robbin’ that n+gga
he a nut, with the heat, so i’m poppin that n+gga
the bullets [?] gon’ drop on that n+gga
and he like to talk, get the drop on that n+gga
and i pull up the drop, [?] that n+gga
the glock take his oxygen n+gga
like shawty a thot she be slobbin’ a n+gga
and he said there’s a drop so i’m coppin’ it, n+gga
[?]
[verse 2: x313rell]
n+gga talkin’ sh+t, i send that n+gga to an orphanage
k!ll him and then pop up at the funeral like, “that’s unfortunate”
he was talkin’ on the internet until we got his coordinates
pop up to his house like s.w.a.t pull up with bl!cks and we start stormin’ it
all of these diamonds on me, they be shinin’ homie
and i just be vibin’ homie
i said you can mind it, brodie
cause i got that 5 on me, uh, i air it out
i be tryna shoot sh+t, n+ggas be tryna stare it out+out
n+ggas they be federal, like mind yo bidness
[?] now a n+gga feeling replenished
feelin’ like dentist [?] somebody pick up yo’ man and take that n+gga to a clinic
hang him like a pendant, uh, yes n+gga i’m pinnin’
[?] hop out, hop back in again
n+ggas, they be b+tches, they be feminine
got my gun, put my clip in it, 556 stretch his body like a ligament

[verse 3: christianzxl]
i got the choppa so i’m ’bout to bust it
and i walk in the club and i stick with my ratchet
beware how you walk, that n+gga a f+ggot
my diamonds on me and they dance, michael jackson
i don’t care how you talkin’, lil n+gga not with it
when i pull up on his block i’m shootin’ in the trenches
n+ggas be p+ssy, they always be snitchin’
my glock take his time now he swimmin’ with fishes
yeah i still got my heat, but i’m still 5 deep
put a hole in yo [?] put the 5 to yo’ heat
ay bro say he with it but he not from the streets
got the choppa on me, but it’s under the seat
shot him in the chest watch the way that he leak
and i’m blastin’ this b+tch watch the way that it ring
i pull on yo block and turn you to a meme
say you choppin’ sh+t up? that’s the way that it seems

- lazy3x x x313rell x christianzxl lyrics

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