Slab Bitch

(*talking*) Uh oh, S-L-A-B soldiers in this bitch mayn Trae on the mic mayn, my lil' brother Galo Classy D yes sir, it go down mayn Slab soldiers for real, mob style for life mayn Squeeze the block, till it ain't nothing left This C.L., from the West mayn [Hook - 4x] S.L.A.B. bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way [Lil' B] H.A.W.K. done rolled in a wide load, with candy paint on 84's Got a calico for a hating hoe, that'll beat the clown like Bozo I'll tag your toe when I hit you hard, let you know I really don't bar Step on the scene then pull your broad, getting mad I'll pull your card Call it far but that's how it go, down here in the S-O Riding solo in a fo' do', call me Lil' B I'm Bybo I wreck a show when I rock a stage, slab blasting off like a twelve gauge Niggas seem amazed we on the front page, bout the feddy we getting paid Playa made and that's on the click, but these bopping hoes be riding dick I hit her quick then leave em sick, fuck shooting a arrow like cupid They stupid I'm a thug nigga, stepping out in Gucci how you figga Your bitch out of line you better gon get her, head buster I'm a wig splitter You can't forget a nigga don't play, represent the Park I'm on Fewquay I gotta let my top down on a sunny day, it's S.L.B. bitch get on out the way [Trae] I recommend that y'all get back, 'fore I get pissed off and I wreck tracks You niggas be liking the chit-chat, better duck when I'm busting on contact A guerilla be ready for combat, four deep when I creep in a black Lac You think you the best nigga bet that, everytime I spit see I'ma squash that I got slab soldiers street cruisers, mouth piece like a load abuser Twin rugers, coming out the roof in a Land Cruiser You don't wanna plex cause I'm gonna do ya, I ain't tripping I'm ready to get it on Did you hear the fat lady sing, hell naw so I got about eight mo' rounds of fucking up your dome Bitch you done fucked up and got a nigga pissed, now I'm bout to get all up in your shit Lean on a nigga like I'm a bumper kit, off the chain ready to bite like a pit But Donny D we throwing up South Klique, living on lock down Don Juan I ain't forgot ya, see you already know I'ma shut they block down And now y'all niggas finna disrespect, cause I run up they set fin to leave you wet When I'm pulling this it's only gon take a sec, and when I let it go you better run like a bitch Half of you niggas better go get a job, you thinking you better than me Your rap skills we gon let it be, nigga you know you'll never see me [Hook - 4x] [Mr. 3-2] It's the Big Boss in a Harley, Fat Domino I make the broads work the track, and bring back payroll No, I don't go for them games Shoot a infrared aim, and that's a god damn shame How I'ma lay em in niggas tonsils, out here in these streets Fuck starving I'ma eat, baby I bring heat On every side of town, bleeding us underground Have my weight up, knocking out boys in the first round I stay down, like the ground you walk on Right quick right fast, bitch I'm worldwide known Blown out the frame, on a come up mission For the face big heads, leaving boys missing [Showtyme] Step in my path'll get you gone, spinning necks like a wheel of chrome When I come through better guard your dome, like the nigga Trick Daddy I'ma take it home Smash the gas I'm moving fast, I'm on a paper chase gotta get that cash Deep in the South where I keep my stash, a nigga like me might beat your ass Call me a chicken break it down, nigga bricks know all over town You don't really wanna fuck with my underground fool, cause this undeground shit ain't got no rules You niggas want a game I play to win, the nigga Showteezy did it again Cocked up deuce trays in a bubble eye lens, you could say it on a Lexus Lac or Benz Customized nigga you can't buy nowhere, think flyness gotta be in the air Side to side nigga you could find me there, this shit's so hot you get burned from the flare [Hook - 4x]