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Текст песни S.L.A.B. f T.C., Kendro - Wreckin

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(*talking*)Ah-ha, we Slow Loud And Bangin` you heard meYou could believe that, y`all ain`t ball what we bringing this yearWe busting heads ducking FEDs, you heard meYou better watch your broad, cause she will get tossedBelieve that, Clue holla at your boys manWe down here doing it just like y`allWe bringing it man, we coming for it[T.C.]I`m dope, like a pound or kiShut the fuck up, and listen to meYour boy bout Mack-matics, hustle game drasticThe way I make them birds flip, like gymnasticsPull the duct tape and rope out, on a dope route23 inch rims, the boy gotta poke outDuck a FED, lil` one bust a headGet the bread all day, that`s how I play itAin`t got time for that dumb shit, cousin catch a cutWhen I drop my nuts, whodi heads bustSpend a lot of big faces dog, in God we trustAnd if you flexing up, whacking you is a must[Trae]Let me introduce you, to the young gunnersIn a six, top down living stunnersI`m a pimp, game I gotta run emMy money, bitch you ain`t getting none of thatWith a brick and tank I`m hauling that, on the way to LouisianaI got stangs off in Savannah, with my nigga Shot in AtlantaS.L.A.B. Slow Loud And Bangin`, it`s plain to see we ain`t changingThe block get bled wherever I`m hanging, everyday all day I`m stangingD-Bo and Rick in a Expedition, T.V.`s in a 2K3 editionBlack on black tint, so niggaz missingWith a throw away glock, that a nigga ditchingI ain`t the nigga, that you wanna play withI might click, then I might start to spray shitEverytime I come out they cop this, cause they know they cannot stop thisM double A-B, anytime I swang you know I`m a GS.U.C S-L-A-B, for life till I D-I-E[Lil B]Lil B, popped up in a sixOn a constant grind, steady hitting licksRiding hell-a-chrome, getting hell-a-domeFrom a thoed, Louisiana yellow boneWith my nigga T.C., you boys really don`t want it with meMoving bricks, from N.O. to A.CStill repping S-L-A-B, S-L-A-BI be the one that`ll leave you numb, with my lil` kin folk Jay`TonDropping bombs, gripping gunsSlow, Loud And Bangin` is number oneBut this ain`t Nelly, shots letting off through your pelly-pellyIf you try to shortstop my feddyLike Archie Eversole nigga we ready we readyTold you boys, we was ready for warLike the Mafia, we above the lawBreaking jaws doing raw, sending bullet holes through your foreign carOnly for the pay day, running through hoes like a Texas RelayOn the block, with Shae and the BJI`m still pushing, these rhymes like weight[Kendro]Don`t get the underground twisted fool, a nigga played itNow they hating and hack and deleting, faggots out my bracketCooly D`s on swoll, but it really feel like it inhaled some potent chronicDro flows loc blows, still tracks like hop scotchBack off in the mix I`m in it, still I be diminishing contendersAnd I him they ass up, like suspendersWith seven to your back, like Mario EllyPop a pill-y of the X, and run it all through em really[Jay`Ton]I be that nigga sitting thoed, through the lotA nigga like me, gotta bleed the blockYour little boy Jay`Ton, gotta drop the topWith brights and tearing, the G-SpotI might take a hoe to Mo, knock her downYou know how we do it, up in the H-TownThat`s the Down South, golds in my mouthI be that pimp, with hoes on a routeGotta get my cash, pick it up and then I hit my gasBurning off, like a shotgun blastReady to put my foot, in your assThen again, I`m in another modeWhen I`m throwing bows, on 84`sWith a yellow hoe, and a calicoSlow Loud And Bangin` till the day I go(*talking*)Ha, sit back and feel this oneS.L.A.B., Volume motherfucking 4Trae in here hollin` at you, you know how it goS.U. motherfucking C. babyS-L-A-B, Guerilla Maab, South KliqueH-Town`s finest, you feel meOh yeah 3-Deuce you on lock boyBut you know I`ma hold it down for youS.L.A.B. forever, know I`m sayingR.I.P. Screw-U, Mike D I see you just touched downPut it in they face, my niggaGotta keep it gangsta, what up CarlosAt that Top Dollar, appreciate youFor the motherfucking instrumentalNow they can`t stop us from making hits, ha-ha

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