It's like this here
It's time to represent the slum, nah mean?
2-0
Tity
Shawnna
2-0 Get it right from the get go
Dope dope fuck around, pull a kick door
You talkin' shit, and you bet your head clip blow
Sit down, smoke blow, and let tip flow
This for my nigga Gold locked in the pen
Dome so low he can't even raise his head
My folks in the hole and don't even know
On the blow, who in the world Bin Laden is
Slow down y'all, I think them niggas want some
And we'll show them motherfuckers they'll get some
I'm from the city of shitty niggas and victims
Twenty will tell you a shot'll bring in the big guns
Me and Fate cheat a ho on the Southside
Face down, ass up with her mouth wide
You know the drill, slangin' pills, tryna get green
I'm not 2-0, but I got an M-16
(Slums)
For them niggas and them bitches with they own ends
(Slums)
Who ridin' Cutlass and them Caddys on them chrome rims
(Slums)
Who in the trap and makin' plays until them folks come
(Slums)
You know the game'll never change, the pussy always slum
I'm like this corner, I gotta stay bent
I need every quarter, I gotta pay rent
I see you naked and got fans and shit
But you gotta stop shakin' and get your dancin' permit
Oh shit, a motherfucker straight up off the block
Servin' rock, tryna get it in my sock 'fore the cops see
And if a nigga wanna take it to the Glocks and the shop
Crank it in a motherfucker tryna pop me
Keep it trill, what you know about Scottsdale?
Hittin' licks, fightin' fists, and the Glock sell
Mack to the church, preachin' even cops tell
And now he dead over bread 'cause the block fell
When I was dead broke, I ain't like boastin'
If you stunt around me, might stunt your growth
Drawn down on, four pound on
Get y'all ass up off the ground, homes
(Slums)
For them niggas and them bitches with they own ends
(Slums)
Who ridin' Cutlass and them Caddys on them chrome rims
(Slums)
Who in the trap and makin' plays until them folks come
(Slums)
You know the game'll never change, the pussy always slum
I wish a motherfucker would try to come test a bitch
I'm finna baptize niggas when I bless a bitch
It's for them Cadillac trucks and them Lexuses
And can't none of y'all niggas stand next to this
Drug dealer, I'm a legend in my own time
Nike signs, happy faces and the whole nine
Pop pills, pop pussy, pop a Cris, nigga
Lil' Fate, I-Double, Lil' Chris, nigga
I'm like fuck every single freak ho
Even though I might mingle with a pink toe
The game is fast, but the cash is slow
Why they wanna cop a tip like Pecos?
Roll down the block in a black '64
Smokin' a chunk of the sack 'til it broke
Project niggas with a project flow
Slum ass niggas with them slum ass hoes
(Slums)
For them niggas and them bitches with they own ends
(Slums)
Who ridin' Cutlass and them Caddys on them chrome rims
(Slums)
Who in the trap and makin' plays until them folks come
(Slums)
You know the game'll never change, the pussy always slum
(Slums)
For them niggas and them bitches with they own ends
(Slums)
Who ridin' Cutlass and them Caddys on them chrome rims
(Slums)
Who in the trap and makin' plays until them folks come
(Slums)
You know the game'll never change, the pussy always slum
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