Slide

Turn it up, K-Raw They told me make some club music, all I know is slide They told me make some shit to put these bitches in the vibe But I went broke Every time a hoe was on my mind, I ain't trippin I won't love a hoe another time Fell off, gotta get it back, they shooting gotta keep a strap Za got me super high, I'm blowin' on a super pack 47 dead and gone, I give it all to bring her back Gave these bitches all of me and I ain't get like nothin' back Slidin' down your block, broad day and we gon' boom something Niggas always woofin' like the tough, but they ain't doin' nothin Glock on my waist, on my mama, I'm a loose something Niggas always woofin' like the tough, but they ain't shootin' nothin Hoppin' out the scat pack, I'm fresher than the baby Dope boy swag like I grew up in the 80s Niggas turn Hitler when the money start parading Cannon with the drum, nigga, I can play Cadence We all, know the reason why your homie turn agent Well all , know the reason why lil Brodie in them cages Saying', you ain't told, but your name on the papers Ron Artest, man, these niggas playin' flagrant I just run the ball like the answer Auntie losin' hair, she's scared to tell her she got cancer Them boys don't want smoke, there ain't no Newport Light it like a bic, I got my fire like a blowtorch Finally got them racks in, we ain't broke no more Hottest in the city, I'ma put it on my back They ain't gotta give it to me, I'ma take mine, take mine Doc goin' Stapleton like Raekwon Shanika on my line like, leek, we need some party shit Pardon it, I just gotta put my heart in this Legend in the game, sis, I gotta leave my mark in this Cause I remember when December was the summertime Single mothers down bad, just wanna keep they son alive Two options in this cold world, nigga, you gon' do or die cross the line' get crucified, we bringing ' out them suite and ties They told me make some club music, girl, I know it's slide They told me make some shit to put these bitches in the vibe But I'm a broke, every time a hoe is on my mind I won't love a hoe another time Fell off, gotta get it back, they shooting gotta keep a strap Za got me super high, I'm blowin' on a super pack 47 dead and gone, I give it all to bring her back Gave these bitches all of me and I ain't get like nothin' back Slidin' down your block, broad day and we gon' boom something Niggas always woofin' like the tough, but they ain't doin' nothin Glock on my waist, on my mama, I'ma lose something Niggas always woofin' like they tough, but they ain't doin' nothin Thanks for watching