tdk t-ẞeezle – slugger lyrics
[intrx]
let me tell y’all n+ggas a lil
let me tell y’all n+ggas a lil gangsta story real quick
oh+oh, oh, whoa
oh+oh, oh, oh
oh+oh, oh, whoa
[hxxk]
f+ckin wit dem jakes, we put you six feet under
40 be my shorty, when i up it i’ma dump her
dat n+gga ain’t no shooter, he just keep dat b+tch for comfort
cuz when we got to shootin he was duckin under cover
he said he was from louisville, he ain’t dat type of slugger
i’m da type of n+gga to shoot yo kuz, and f+ck yo mother
blood don’t mean sh+t, cuz if i love you, you my brother
kuzzo, tell deez n+ggas how we put a n+gga under
[verse, me, trezy, ]
i’ma let you go first
and i’ma go last, cuz i’m like dat
n+ggas really wonder how da f+ck i’m spittin so fast
like he had to write dat
i remember me and kuz beat a n+gga out his j’s
and he didn’t fight back
n+gga said that i could never f+ck his b+tch
and he came home to my nut on her nightcap
but chill, i’m from the r+o+c, where all my n+ggas slugga
lightning fast i hit dat n+gga, dis sh+t sound like thunda
585, i call dat number, bro gon put you under
or call up trel, he raising h+ll, my kuz, he quick to stomp ya
enough wit da politicking
don’t you run up on him, he might get to cl!ckin
n+gga, watch how i stand when i stand on business
call ace for da chase, he a true menace
try my best not to die or to catch a sentence
ain’t no way you could try, ain’t no second chances
after years that go by, you start reminiscin
how you never could find what you truly missin
i feel pain when i hear my own inner thoughts
too much war in my head, i can’t win at all
it’s just fight, after fight, after fight, after fight, i don’t think i can move on
my brody ain’t from louisville, but my n+gga a slugger
bullets nicknamed mom and dad, the way they love to hug ya
and you know i got it tucked, bruh
b+tch i’m from the r+o+c, it’s either knuckle up or buck up
and if you ain’t on sh+t, den p+ssy n+gga, shut the f+ck up
walkin wit da green in my pockets
.40 on me, issa bean on my rocket
make a p+ssy n+gga scream when i c+ck it
she know that i’m a f+ck fiend, uh, uh
[hxxk]
f+ckin wit dem jakes, we put you six feet under
40 be my shorty, when i up it i’ma dump her
dat n+gga ain’t no shooter, he just keep dat b+tch for comfort
cuz when we got to shootin he was duckin under cover
he said he was from louisville, he ain’t dat type of slugger
i’m da type of n+gga to shoot yo kuz, and f+ck yo mother
blood don’t mean sh+t, cuz if i love you, you my brother
kuzzo, tell deez n+ggas how we put a n+gga under
[xutrx]
lesgx!
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