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slicethroat - pistol packin lyrics

[chorus]
quit all that talking you not bout that action
pull up on him like w-ssup with the cappin
watch your tone you know i’m pistol packin
never lackin 30 on me i’m blasting
run up a bag while i’m smoking on earth
you rolling reggie you smoking that dirt
mack with my bloodies i been that since birth
your mother crying with your face on her shirt

[verse]
quit the flexing you only gangsta texting
you ain’t reckless only though through the message
but in reality no you ain’t gon wet sh-t
he talking crazy this choppa gon bless him
have my b-tch get the drop and straight finesse him
i’m counting benji’s up like it’s a blessing
if i got beef just know i address it
my rugers my b-tch but don’t make me undress her
i keep a stash box under the mattress
i am the goat lit like some matches
remember them days when i ain’t have sh-t
now i just run up a check b-tch i’m cashin
smoking a blunt to the face i ain’t p-ssin
eighth in wood sh-t got me blasted
trap in the bronx got k!llers in staten

[outro]
quit all that talking you not bout that action
watch your tone you know i’m pistol packin
run up a bag while i’m smoking earth
mack with my bloodies i been that since birth
your mother crying with your face on her shirt

- slicethroat lyrics

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