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Slangin' Rocks (feat. Gangsta Boo)

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your blockSlangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your blockDay and night, night and day

Nigga gotta get some pay

Standing out, with my rocks and my glock

Chiefin' Hay, anyway that I canMy nigga you understand?

Gotta bring twenty strong

Before I can serve your jaws

Double up, man what's up?Got the pot, rock it up

Mixed it in some B-12's

Now my shit done blown up

Shake the ball, round the chopTil the ball get real hard

Cut me down some twenties

Then I'm standin' out in the yard

Junkies coming back and forthOne tried to run off with dope

Caught him round the corner

And I shot the maggot in the throat

Don't be playin' with my cheeseAll I get is 2-0-Z's

One day I'm gone be the fucking man

Out here slangin' keys until then

I'm the nigga runnin' from the undercover

Narcotic boys jumpin' fences tryna catch a brotherHappy things is all I hear

But I'm stayin' 'bout my hog

One day I'll be pushin' Lex

But today it's Cutlass dogSlangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your blockSlangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your blockSlangin' rocks all good with me

Downest bitch that would be me

I be on your side like hip-bone

And nigga you will seeThat your misses lady, your baby

Will cover up what you didn't

You saw that dope that I stuffed in my pussy

I ain't bullshittin'So send me out on a mission

We can take they position

We got that china, canary yellow

We on all you bitches, so come on downYou're the next contestant on my dope list

I'm tryna put some shoes on Rover that I rode in this bitch

And we bout our paper, we shuttin' your block down

We takin' full chargeCan't nothin' be done 'til Project Pat said

"Yo, fuck all of y'all", I'm from the south

So what you mean, you ain't heard about?

All them birds that's flyin' southThat's flyin' straight into your mama's house

Don't be sayin' you got the clout

'Cause we all know who really runnin' thangs

All you bustas must behave

'Cause since we came, it ain't gone be the sameI hope you are feeling that

I'm lovin' it if you liking it

If you wanna get caught up in the realest shit

I'm the one who your ass need to deal with, whoohSlangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your blockSlangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

Slangin' rocks, non stop, non stop on your block

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