Lethal Weapon - Nef The Pharaoh/Slimmy B.mp3

[00:01.09]Ah, wah
[00:03.47]Mmh, ah
[00:05.81]Ah, wah
[00:07.29]DTB on the beat, that's bro
[00:09.28]And I still ain't never heard of what you claimin', b***h
[00:12.14]Lil' richer, but I'm still gon' be the same b***h
[00:14.20]Neffy always with a heifer like I'm Rocko
[00:16.50]I'ma drop four and knock the shell off your taco
[00:19.11]Whole body inked up like a vato
[00:21.35]Give a **** about a nigga 'cause we pop hoe
[00:23.67]Every day I'm in these streets like a pothole
[00:26.02]All sticks, I can't tell you what the stock hold
[00:28.45]Your baby mama suckin' d**k 'til she snot-nose
[00:30.85]My dogs barking, I'm rocking Givenchy slip-ons
[00:33.24]I'm the type to squeeze a Glock 'til the clip gone
[00:35.61]And you the type to go on dates and take the p***y hom
[00:38.00]I'm the type to bring some nigga mom hom
[00:40.36]Get smacked if your ass acting macho
[00:42.69]5'7\", leave a tall nigga 5'4\
[00:45.00]In the field choppin' shit like a lawnmowe
[00:47.52]Ever since I got that check, I got a lot of bling
[00:49.97]Blue cheese, I think I'm Buffalo Wild Wings
[00:52.27]Dirty boy, all this damn mud got me drowning
[00:54.55]How you your brother's keeper but you need no rounding
[00:56.83]It's fifty on the Glock, I let that shit do announcemen
[00:59.14]Me and Lul G out the P, sippin' ounces
[01:01.57]Money counter, I don't need no ****ing accountan
[01:04.01]Niggas swear they ballin' like they Baby, nigga, I doubt i
[01:06.38]Fifty bands, all hundreds, I be counting
[01:08.87]On my neck, diamonds wetter than a fountain
[01:11.18]I be deep in your b***h, nigga drownin
[01:13.55]While you at the house with the kids, frowning
[01:16.07]In the trap with them packs, ain't no lounging
[01:18.36]Might not never got to college, but my child is
[01:20.69]Real rap, I'll never do a challenge
[01:22.97]And your b***h the definition of what a clown i
[01:25.45]Baby, you should put that shit in a circu
[01:27.85]Chop clap like a fat b***h twerkin
[01:30.24]Ah, shit, I'm good, call me Charles
[01:32.64]I don't lie, I don't jaws, gonna die with no flaws
[01:34.82]I'ma serve the kickback when the Glock click-clack
[01:37.11]The dody in my sack awake God from a nap
[01:39.46]If it ain't one in the head, why you ride with the strap?
[01:41.74]Started bettin' on the race, I was tired of running laps
[01:44.23]I was tired of running laps so I'm running up a check
[01:46.49]She was tired of throwin' it back so I got her givin' neck
[01:48.77]Before the SOB chain, around my neck was a TEC
[01:51.29]5 years old in the Vistas, I was thuggin' in the 'jects
[01:53.63]I'ma puke on her face and send her back to her ex
[01:55.98]B*****s bitin' on they nails, they ain't scratch nothin' yet
[01:58.47]Gang hop off the plane and head straight to the traphouse
[02:00.91]Bow Wow challenge, he don't live what he rap 'bout
[02:03.46]Damn near five bands plus when I cash out
[02:05.78]Got a fat white b***h, she a cash cow
[02:08.26]Big gun, **** around and whip Shaq out
[02:10.67]Cavy on the side of kings hittin' the pow-pow
[02:13.05]Pull up, draw down, b***h, pow-pow
[02:15.44]Get on the stage, rock out, and dive in the crowd
[02:17.83]It feel good 'cause the world know my name now
[02:20.13]If I go down, I'm allergic, that mean I'm breaking out
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