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slim 400 - train to go lyrics

[verse 1: slim 400]
uhh
see my homie started telling, had to get rid of that n+gga
go on the block and making plays, who been k!lling these n+ggas?
rip pop smoke, blue been k!lling these n+ggas (hol’ up)
real [?] with b+tches chasing this cheddar (get at me)
one life, do it right [?] already know (already know)
n+ggas disrespecting the blood
but these numbers gon’ show (numbers gon’ show)
get cash, f+ck ass, been about this paper
riding till the sun come up, n+ggas swerving’ them scr+pers (benz)
up the pole four times, like who keeping’ the score?
lil’ homie, big homie, got them n+ggas on go
hit a park one time, boy you better get down
talkin’ mommas and daddies
who made this clown? (ice water)

[chorus: ]
free [?], yeah he trained to go (b+tch)
know some young n+ggas down tryna up the pole (for real)
we ain’t woofin’ on live, yeah, you already know
crazy ass up in traffic, yeah, we upping the pole (buh, buh)
we ain’t worried ’bout blood, we already knew he was a hoe (stupid)
h+lla bands in my pocket, b+tch, i think i’m the goat
had your b+tch in my dm’s yeah, she’s ready to go
just a young n+gga, yeah, tryna get to the dough (stupid)
[verse 2: ]
dodge the pen, all the hookers b+tches ready to blow
we been breathing on them suckas
walk him down, get him smoked
if he miss the first time, double back, get him gone
h+ll gang be the posse, yeah, we demons for sure
four n+ggas in ten [?], n+ggas ready to go
had tricky hit the ricky, ain’t no saving your bro
walked in with four hunnid, n+ggas already know
it’s an easy bust down, talking sixty [?]
if i don’t get it in the city, then i’m trippin’ the [?]
talk a sucka b+tch, just to get the job from the hoe
it’s a [?], f+ck with me and double back with some more
if she don’t get it out her booty, i can’t f+ck with the hoe

[verse 3: ]
he’l never eat again if he told
i keep pole
my youngin’, he’ll do it for the low (huh?)
fill him up, matter fact, it was all off the love
it’s no love in these streets
you’ll get filled with some slugs (no love)
[?] if the rollers get behind us, we gone
no sleep, been up, tryna make a mil’ off my phone
yeah, it’s k!ll or be k!lled, way we livin’ is wrong
i ain’t gotta drop a bag, i can do it alone
the bench fork is over, she gon’ send that sh+t through (b+tch)
i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’, i hang with some goons (goons)
i just talked to germinate, he’ll be home soon
free theme k!llers who got elbows in the courtroom
[chorus: ]
free [?], yeah he trained to go (b+tch)
know some young n+ggas down tryna up the pole (for real)
we ain’t woofin’ on live, yeah, you already know
crazy ass up in traffic, yeah, we upping the pole (buh, buh)
we ain’t worried ’bout blood, we already knew he was a hoe (stupid)
h+lla bands in my pocket, b+tch, i think i’m the goat
had your b+tch in my dm’s yeah, she’s ready to go
just a young n+gga, yeah, tryna get to the dough (stupid)

[outro]
sh+t
we was rolling down rosecrans
had to tell the lil’ homie
“ayy, pull over
that’s one of them sucks right there up the street, n+gga
we gotta cash in on his donation, n+gga
treetop, n+gga

- slim 400 lyrics

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