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Blindside

Slim Dunkin

01.01.2011

70

Rap

Tekst piosenki
Shut the fuck up, nobody make a sound Keep talking put your brains in the lost and found Put that Glock down before I bring that chopper around Hear that chopper sound, and then chop you down We the robbin crew, don't do the sale cases Usual suspect, when the shell cases First name basis with all the bail places I ain't pickin faces, them my fuckin eights [Hook: x2] Tell them niggas get they mind right You know I got that iron tight Pussy nigga coming I can see him from my blindside Diamonds in the limelight, 50 make them shine bright Pussy nigga coming I can see him from my blindside [Verse 1:] Dunk, Bitch I run my city (Shittin' me?) Nah, for real Clayton county, I think I'm Victor Hill Nigga sit still, whole clique trill Yeah I got them diamonds, but them bricks real Man down, damn right Just cause I got that chopper don't mean I can't fight [Hook: x2] [Verse 2:] Desert storm ice, my chain lookin tropical Reach that's your first class ticket to the hospital Brand new .45, choppas is your obstacle Tom Cruise with the Tommy, mission impossible Bitch I'm in the hood, these rap niggas never there Mac catch you slipping shoot his ass in the computer chair Dirt gang, bunch of wild niggas, love to buck Keep the pump to blow your motherfuckin' stomach up I ain't ever fuck with ya'll, we weren't ever partners You ain't ever pull no two, never bought no chopper All the actin frontin gangstas, need a fucking Oscar Nigga try to rob me, he gonna meet the fokkas Leave you in jurrasic park, nothin' but your fossils See that pussy nigga comin through my gucci goggles [Hook: x2]
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