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What You Niggas Know

S.L.A.B.

Volume 4

26

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Tekst piosenki
(*talking*) S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin' This Sil from the West, mayn Just doing a bunch of chilling, gon keep in playa mode [Hook] What you niggas know, about pulling out slow Missing the top, riding glass 84's What you niggas know, about a playa like me Better cuff your hoe, cause I'm a P-I-M-P What you niggas know, about a hater that'll hate Knocking my fame, we moving units like weight What you niggas know, about Glocks and AK's When it's time for the plex, they cock and they spray [Trae] What you niggas know about a hot shot, tossing a drop top Flipping with hot Glocks, when he tipping a hot block A playa slash a Guerilla, that's mobbing for scrilla They fake and I'm realer, and plus these niggas be sweeter than vanilla I think they hate me, cause I'm Slow Loud And Bangin' They really better keep they distance, before they see Trae get to swanging And I can recall, riding an Impala, '78 to be exact With no AC radio, and the tires on flat But that was the past, and now you see me in a slab on glass My drop's first class, and now these hoes be giving up they ass To tell the truth, I really don't need em they just something to do I'd rather be crawling late night, while I'm thinking bout Screw [Hook] [Lil B] Now tell me what you know about, swanging lanes on 4's Stay in my pimp mode, cause I don't love none of these hoes I throw em back like throwbacks, and hit em for a G Got niggas cuffing they broads, so they won't fuck with Lil B Still I crawl up the road, so slow knowing they hate Thinking I'm fake just wait, I'ma let this AK spray But I be stuck on my hustle, my pockets must gain a muzzle I had a couple of tussles, that's why a nigga will rush you I don't love you or your gal, I'm too in love with my slab And the way a nigga be throwing these hands, steady giving you jabs You crabs that's biting, like an infested STD I can flaunt it if I want it, repping S-L-A-B [Jay'Ton] What you niggas know, about a teenage Southsider With fifth wheels and grills, T.V.'s on the outside Of my car in my side view, peeping the haters I'm something like a superstar, when I pull out that Navigator 1 to the 7, and now you niggas know my age And if you disrespect a G, then you fin to know my gauge I got game like a motherfucker, or baby Don Juan And if you boppers wanna see me, go to Jay'Ton.com Talking down beneath your arm, I ain't playing with you cats I done came from being broke, and I don't plan on going back So I mash full speed, for my cash to get paid I use to want ice, now I'm on a ice-capade [Hook] [Dougie D] Can I have everyone's attention, front and center listen to reason This is my reason for what repping, and tipping through seasons Sliding down with a bad breezie, sipping smoking and leaning When I stop at the light, other people be watching my T.V.'s Lil' kids they wanna be me, or have a daddy just like me I'm the Don-Datta, Dougie but fuck it just call me papi What you niggas know, about riding on chrome And dropping the drop on the belly, high-siding on hoes In the cockpit, I keep a cocked pistol for cock suckers Mashing on all haters, and utilizing my hustles You think you know, but you really have no idea Dougie D 2000 and 3, it's your boy right here [Hook] (*talking*) Yeah, we keep in playa mode baby S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin' Trae, Dougie D, Lil B, Jay'Ton you know it go down What you niggas know, about being real What you niggas know, about keeping it gangsta What you niggas know, about keeping it street Fa real, follow us we'll show you the way, straight up
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