Slaughter Lyrics - Freestyle

Slaughter - Freestyle

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Gotta switch on the back of the ten
They don't like when them young niggas spin
Why he cappin' bout doin' that shit
Yeah we know him that nigga a bitch
Had to throw the .45 with the switch
But fuck it, it is what it is
Police hit, they lights ima skate
I get hungry, put him on the plate
Say he havin' but I know it's the plugs
Nigga trippin', he askin' bout Fronts
On my mama I ain't showin' no love
I was young, they treat me like a scrub
I turned up, now they showin' fake love
Ha, spend me a dub
Got too hot, I passed out in the club
Niggas know that we runnin' it up
These niggas, they greedy
Off the perk, I done got a lil' sleepy
Post me a pic, now she sayin' she need me
Get in that room, now she gettin' too freaky
Ran out of weed, had to re-up with B.B
Make a call and they spinnin' like CDs
Drop a bag on that bum-ass lil' nigga
Money long, it can't fit in the picture
I sip wock, but I'm coughing on Za
If you play, then I'm takin' you off
Got em mad cause they lost in the sauce
Beat the lil' double with the triple cross
I can't say what I see, or I saw
I'm with Cam and he knockin' you off
We spendin' with all of these guns
Then get done with em, now they in the vault
I don't run cause they know that I walk
Off the meds, man, I barely can talk
It's too many licks in the city
I heard Cam been takin' them off
What the fuck
Niggas know that lil' slaughter gon' get off
Lil' nigga been watchin', I'm pissed off
Big Glock, it'll take your whole lip off
Top opp, niggas know that I'm big dawg

Written by:
Alton Vincent

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