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sha ek - slide lyrics

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[intro]
b+ b+ b+ bs, bs, bs
[?]

[chorus: sha ek]
them n+ggas not gettin’ money, they broke
i walk with 30 thousand in my coat
i just spent 10 thousand on my b+tch
[?] good, ’cause we pull on the grips
150 lz, i’m with 150 members
you will get shot tryna play with they sh+t
die 5, why the f+ck y’all be dancin’ and sh+t, and bro [?]
free the rips, sh+t crazy, i’m just happy my n+ggas alive
whenever i slide to the east side of harlem, me and [?] be smokin’ on fries
they tryna tell me to chill because they know i’m a rapper, but all of my opps gotta die
if they ever try talkin’ on edotty name, watch how those bullets gon’ fly

[verse 1: pgf nuk]
like [?], first n+gga we catch on a tee
[?] gon’ blitz first n+gga he see
i ain’t shootin’ out [?], we bend out the v
catch a b, then right to the p
if we ain’t [?], then we post on the [?] (like, grahh, grahh, grahh grahh)

[verse 2: coe wiki]
like, no i ain’t stoppin’ for nun’
see the opps and i’m lettin’ it rip
ek be tellin’ me i gotta focus on music but they got me back on my sh+t
all my opps broke, with no hits
tell those n+ggas invest in a grip
when i’m around, n+ggas can’t talk about charlie ’cause b+tchthey gon’ see how i get
die 5’s, die flocks, smokin’ ‘rippy that n+gga was popped
like ayo [?], that’s an opp
screamin’ out lz then we lettin’ it flock
161 n+ggas got it on lock
blitz gz got beat with his pops
cj, he almost got hit with his pops
[?], n+ggas smokin’ your pops
[chorus: sha ek]
them n+ggas not gettin’ money, they broke
i walk with 30 thousand in my coat
i just spent 10 thousand on my b+tch
[?] good, ’cause we pull on the grips
150 lz, i’m with 150 members
you will get shot tryna play with they sh+t
die 5, why the f+ck y’all be dancin’ and sh+t, and bro [?]
free the rips, sh+t crazy, i’m just happy my n+ggas alive
whenever i slide to the east side of harlem, me and [?] be smokin’ on fries
they tryna tell me to chill because they know i’m a rapper, but all of my opps gotta die
if they ever try talkin’ on edotty name, watch how those bullets gon’ fly (grahh, grahh)



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