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[Verse One] Lack folie Bouncin' through my hood, threw up my nigga's A deuce, I got five on a sac So what 'cha wanna do? Got a ride to the shop, stopped at the gas station Slap three in my tank, got no time for waitin' Hooked with my nigga cuz he had an gangsta sac Siegburg Immobilien Then fucked with my bank, cuz I knew I had a stack Four deep in a car, we ride strapped I was itchin' to pull the trigger, try'na crack a nigga's cap Nigga pull out the bag, nigga smoke all the weed I was so fuckin' buzzed, now I'm go to sleep Nigga played three eighty and a gangsta clip Briefpapier zum Ausdrucken I packed an extra gangsta clip, cuz a nigga ain't gonna slip I had drammmma, cuz they called me Slim Nappy head motherfucker with a big o'l lim I'm fuckin' them hoes, leavin' ringin' Like a high school bell just toss that ass over and Let a gangsta nigga nail valentinstag karten
[Chorus] Now bounce, biggegy bounce slide where you Ward at? Game's cold thank's nigga, look who's back [2x] Cafe Katzenberger [Verse Two] Now easily, I'm apporachin' I'm quick to squeeze the trigger Nigga hopin' cuz I ain't no joke I got my hat to side, long dick Cuz I'm Slim, I can't stand a fat bitch Eventagentur Düsseldorf I like 'em nice and trim You don't work, you don't eat I ain't gone lie So bitch so a fat dick, in order to survive He say Slim, why ya train for a bitch so bad Don't give a fuck bout a hoe, all I want his the ass To them side jumpin' nigga's, Tischläufer rot I know you can't take me Cuz, I'm Tha Lil One and bitches can't break me Nigga run up, I say ya better shoot first Pull the gat, pop the clip and put the bitch to work
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[Verse Three] That got some nigga's in the place Who be stuntin' in the club's That's why I pack my gat, and where my rubber gloves Poppin' a clip up in my gun, Clickin' up with my gun, Shootin' them bitches with my gun, Now my ass on the run Got bank to the clock, got bitches on my jock Never slippin' with my gat, That's why I pop biggegy pop I'm the same o'l nigga, I know ya know my name Fuck the Gusto, down the gat, let's go with the hang So I can shake you up, I'ma break you up Get 'em up? Cuz, I'm a nigga that don't give a motherfuck Got my nigga Suga Slim and B-32 Pimp Daddy, UNLV and PMW I got big Steve by my side, like the burnt up ride Better ask somebody? Cuz Ca$h Money doin' all right
