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s.l.a.b. - greeted with heat lyrics

[chorus – trae]
get greeted with heat – better beat ya feet
these teflon bullets might make you weak
k shots might whoop a n-gga across the street
so it’s sk b-tch till i rest in peace

[verse 1 – boss]
i make n-ggas hop out they slacks and hop in some khaks
lil’boss hogg b-tch you know i’m ridin with lacs
not that time that spitt game, that time that spitt flame
spitt flames in n-ggas brains make ’em switch lanes
bang – bang ya hood, bang for change
broke gangsta’s better just stay up outta my range
n-ggas get strange when money ain’t long
i see all of these hoe n-ggas singin the same song
i floss flippin that gray and black lac chrome
jay ridin impala and ro done just came home
i got n-ggas on the c – block, homies on the b – block
my n-ggas from the tree tops – whoop n-ggas to the street top

[verse 2 – jay’ton]
i stay heated in case a b-tch n-gga wanna get greeted
by the south klique with ak’s creepin my city
ain’t no need for no conversation why you tuckin yo tail
i had a feelin you a mark b-tch you tell me that frail
street sweeper – k’s and glocks to heat ya block
i promise i really am gangsta you n-ggas are not
self explanatory so n-ggas know what it is
a quick shot to the dome might show you the biz
a marcharian with [?] might come to ya kids
for you snitchin my n-ggas locked up doin biz
a right jam might lead to me gettin you slid
dump ya body in a bucket slidin off on my rims

[chorus – boss/jay’ton repeat 2x]
get greeted with heat – better beat ya feet
these teflon bullets might make you weak
k shots might flip a n-gga across the street
and it’s sk b-tch till i rest in peace

[verse 3]
everytime i p-ss a church i cross my chest
never know when them bullets might cross my chest
cause when boys got k’s might as well toss ya vest
i’m a vulture rich n-gga i fly out on the west
i never talk with no guns – you n-ggas walk with no guns
come here and get chalked with no guns
i ain’t the one they can’t beat me
capital j dot capital d – o – e
like a man with no hands i can’t hold my piece
like the back grocery store a n-gga stay with beats
michael d, the boss h – o – g – g…s – l – a – b with the s dub c

[verse 4 – boss]
south west b-tch n-gga better cover and duck
cause k shots hittin n-ggas makin boys do tucks
i’m tellin you cuz this here i got’ll dangle ya thighs
and have you wonderin why the f-ck you had to come outside
so back back homie before ya grill get cracked
by the mac in the lac when i start to attack
cause i’m a gangsta chump -ss n-ggas’ll get lost
greeted and heated with the pistol, nina ross
paint gloss, gl-ss house sittin on some deep dishes
f-ckin with jay ya body floatin with the fishes
like gators steadily dumpin chumps in swamps
when i pull out the pump and dump b-tch n-ggas dump

- s l a b lyrics

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