Текст песни S.L.A.B. f Cl`Che, Pimp Skinny, Showtyme - In a Slab
S.L.A.B. f Cl`Che, Pimp Skinny, Showtyme - In a Slab слова песни
(*talking*)Yeah 2003-2004, we in a slab on you boysLil B in here representing with the famSlow Loud And Bangin`, y`all boys get it rightWe stinging it in your brain, you feel meWe swanging and dropping top on you boysHitting switches and making the front endHop on you chumps[Hook]In a slab, drop the drop and skate 4`sBeating up the block, and moving so slowIn a slab, peeping haters as I roll byIn a Cheve 7-5, but still I`m so flyIn a slab, I know these boppers peeping meThey peep the G, and peep the way I wreck the streetsI`m in a slab, blue when I wet the blockWe wreck the lot, so now we got the game on lock[Trae]I`m in the zone, sitting on 20 inches of chromeLooking like a baby plane, with bubble eye beams onMoving niggaz out the way, when the Trae come throughBe strutting on blue, the same nigga repping for ScrewI started the S.L.A.B., and now we got the click on fireMy inches be higher, then Mariah hit notes in the choirI`m in a slab, and ain`t no way I`m stopping my shineI swang and recline, just like I know the game is mine[Lil B]Peep game, I`m peeping these haters and weaving these hoesThat`s peeping my 4`s, I`m slamming suicide do`sYou know I stay fly, in a hard top drop topCocking glocks, boys know this shit don`t stopWe in a slab deliver jabs, to niggaz that`ll knockOn jock, Lil B making you niggaz body rockTrunk knock the trunk pop, and do the SouthsideDo`s locked the front hop, when I be swinging wide[Jay`Ton]I hope the block like hop scotch, skating on chromeI swang and I roll, with twin hoes bad to the boneForever a G, on buck hide throw up the SouthsideFrom block to block, to them haters got they mouth wideOpen, keeping `em scoping just like the lawsSo amazed by the ways, I`m flipping with no flawSo gangsta no wankstas, on my teamIf you fall out of place, you catching a red beam[Cl`Che]Catch me in a slabed out, yeahJet with, a bumper grillFloating down your block, Cl`Che gon show the skillsSteady make them boys holla (she real)I got freestyle for days, and lyrics that`d killCan`t hang with hoes, cause these hoes ain`t realSo I roll with fellas, oops I mean guerillasCl`Che-Guerilla Maab nigga, all in your grill-a[Hook][Dougie D]You can catch the Dougie squatting and tipping, on deuce-deuceMy slab is like a person, I love to change up the shoesWhen I pass by the block, lil` kids say oohYeah I`m like the Fast and the Furious, speeding like vroomI ride with the trunk up and cracked, with the seat backSipping purple stuff, while I`m blowing a ball batDropping the top, and you bitches throwing deuce and giving dabBlue, black or the red don`t you touch my slab[Dok]How I`m flipping the block, never tricking on a bopLying to these hoes, say I left my shit in the dropYou want a drop stick bitch, I can give you the cockBut when it comes to the money, I gotta keep it on lockSwitching lane to lane, as I grip on grainFour wheel drive, riding out all terrainYou keep it simple and plain, I come knocking with bangCandy paint so wet, that it look like it rained[Pimp Skinny]Pull out the slab, steady beating the AVEI peeped your pad, I already smashed your galLike a crab I crawl slow, low pro 84Think a playa ball, cause I do it just like it goFa sho, need I say no mo`Recognize a G nigga, till the day I goPimp Skinny that`s fa sho, crack the trunk and it goBeating up the block, motherfuckers say whoa[Lil 2]I`m in a bucket, but I`m riding it like it`s a BenzI got hubs on dubs, that look just like rimsThey don`t stay up, and my mirrors brokeBut it`s crunk and ended, it leave a trail of smokeBut I`m known to get fly, when I flip in my HoupePimping my juice, nigga with the deuce out the roofYou can catch me on your block, bang and banging the AVESlow Loud And Bangin`, nigga that`s my slab[Hook][Showtyme]Come and flip with me sip with me, swanging the butterCall me the candy wrecker, cause my slab can pull aBad bitch, that wanna suck me up while I`m drivingNavigating her head, just keeping her bobbingI`m leaving it round sticky, everywhere that I be in59 touching 90, up and down I-10Showtyme like Sprewells, my job is to keep movingLeaning in my whip, Southside still grooving[Kepoe]You know me Kepoe, the one that come throwedHit so hard, when I jab the introHouston boy, coming up the end zonesSitting sideways, in a double-O BenzoY`all ain`t ready holding the wheel steadyLooking fine than a bitch, on 20 inch Perelli`sWith my roll dog Trae, we headed to L.AOr the Grammy`s in Miami, so niggaz better make way[Hook]