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Текст песни S.L.A.B. f Grit Boys - Take Ova

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(*talking*)Pretty Todd baby, and you know I`m driving slowWhile getting head from your broad, them Grit BoysAnd Slow Loud And Bangin`, see this how the realPut it on the S.L.A.B. shit, pass that here boy[Trae]It`s the return of a Maab nigga, sending slugs to the jaw niggaApplying pressure, so niggaz be praying they die quickerGuerilla killa that`s it, at any given time known to clickOn bitch niggaz and on fake rappers, constantly riding my dickThey don`t wanna go to war, Grit Boys Guerilla Maab, Slow Loud And Bangin`Untamed in the game, I got a perfect aim motherfuckers better get out my laneTrae ready for disaster, faster than a motherfucking rocketIf you knock it I`ma stop it, verbally slapping your face till it`s out ofsocketI got my weighter with my hate, so call me a threat to the rap game2-45 and fucking with me, is like running a truck into a freight trainI`m a hazard type son of a bastard, that mastered living on these streetsWith no sleep on my feet, but the heat on a mission making it deeperThug a block hugger, a slugger rougher than niggaz that`s gutterNone other made to be tougher, buffer than Shaq to a busterDig it when I spit it you can`t get with it, my skills`ll never be leavingBleeding these niggaz deceiving, to the chest stopping they breathing[Poppy]Shit, Grit and S.L.A.B. is sickThey spit venomous prick, we getting deep up in your ass like enemas bitchIt`s like you dreaming, everytime you pick pencils upVicticious niggaz, stop rapping for the cinemasAnd stop, talking bout iceIt ain`t too many niggaz out there balling, start talking bout lifeAnd we can talk about price, I paid mine everydayI shuffle my feet quick, hit like heavyweightsWe on a feddy chase, moving at a steady paceAnd quick to disrespect the face, of you cats that`s every faceSo if you think you ready, make your moveBet I be the first to pull, and make your head a convertible[Hook - 2x]The take over, nigga the break`s overThe game`s getting ugly, it`s time for a makeoverFuck you fraud niggaz, bitch we killing tracksThe Grit Boys and S.L.A.B., now how real is that[Starchy Arch]It`s them niggaz, that just learned how to spit rightThey think they could fuck with Trae, Arch and Grit rightIt`s not happening, dog we bust happeningIt don`t matter what city or state, that we rapping inAnd I`m the nigga, that`s moving through your communityMoving units like what, what the fuck can you do to meIt`s not hard for you to see, I`m killing tracks manI shouldn`t write raps, I should write the track in uligyAnd I need it man, I`m bumper than sarsBut I`m doing more better, since I`m fucking with ToddAnd uh you will never hear about, how I`m changingI`m still flossing my slab, my music`s Slow Loud And Bangin`[Lil B]Taking over the game ain`t nothing, changing Slow Loud And Bangin`We bringing nothing but hits, leaving hating niggaz pissedI`m gutter no other nigga, can wreck it like meL-I-L-B, still repping it for S-L-A-BStop up and singe like a plumber, killing drama send a nigga through traumaI`m throwed like Muhammad I`m cold whoa, lay back on cruise controlCock it we pop it, unlock it give me what you gotCause the Grit Boys and Slow Loud And Bangin`, got this underground on lockAnd a nigga don`t play by the way I must say, I`m throwed in the game like MJWhen I shake bake and I take a chump, to the backyard scream out (mayday)Rolling unfolding holding it down for the Southside, got they mouth wideSlip and we slide, it ain`t no plexing nigga just repping my sideTold you we S.L.A.B. soldiers, weak rappers getting rolled overBy a V-12 motor getting hit like doja, this is the take over[Unique]Grit Boys, it`s that swagger boySharp as a dagger boyI`m the future nothing after boy, and you can tell he trillPimp juice in full effect, without the NellyvilleIt`s that Grit-tastic poster boy, I know you know your boyI have you doing what you suppose to, putting up my posters boyAnd Unique, stay blasting scopesPut Houston on my back, like a Astros coatGrit the shit, you better ask them folksCause S.L.A.B., ride with them bastards folksPlease believe me, start breathing easyCause you niggaz won`t be leaving, `less you breathing weezy[Hook - 2x][Scooby]Unique that bastard, and I`m that heathenBringing out the asthma, so y`all not breathingIt`s time to kill, y`all not leavingYou signing deals, but y`all not read themAnd you all know, Scoob the manSo stop asking, who`s the manI don`t mean no harm, but I hate giving dudes my handCause dudes think Scoob, they fanAnd look y`all, why don`t y`all niggaz go kick a freestyleCause none of y`all niggaz, is hardly fucking with me dogI`m the youngest as mother, and I stomach the hungerY`all niggaz doubt it, now y`all running the numbers uh(*talking*)Take over nigga, this ain`t no fake shitI hope y`all boys listened, this is the realGrit Boys, S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin`

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