Correction Paroles Slide Bout It par Lil Sheik

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Yeah
Know I'm really in the street, girl, I can’t lie about it
Them n***as sayin' that it's beef but they won’t slide about it
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

Sh*t, I'ma die a thug if you ask me
We send shots up at the plug if you tax me
Go to war with anybody, we don't cop pleas
Yeah, I been runnin' it up like a track meet
If you ain't got no a**, you can't attract me
My b*t*h done broke the scale if you ask me
They sneak dissin' in them tweets but they don't at me
Thirty on me, this way farther than gettin' your a** beat
Uh, you know we mask up and slide down
You wasn't f**kin' with me back then, ain't got no time now
Free my n***as in that system doin' time now
A hundred shots up in his whip when we ridin' 'round
N***a reachin' for my chain and I'ma gun him down
Heard he speakin' on my name, I had to hunt him down
Yeah, I was broke back then, I'm gettin' money now
Buyin' packs, stick attached when I'm slidin' down

You know I'm really in the street, girl, I can't lie about it
Them n***as sayin' that it's beef but they won't slide about it
Drop five bands up on that n***a, that's another body
We the type to pull that skit and don't say nothin' 'bout it
You know I'm really in the street, girl, I can't lie about it
Them n***as sayin' that it's beef but they won't slide about it
Drop five bands up on that n***a, that's another body
We the type to pull a skit and don't say nothin' 'bout it
I'm the type to pull a skit and don't say nothin' 'bout it
I got chops for n***as actin' tough, I know they not about it
Couple thousand I just walk around with in my pocket
Gotta keep the stick 'cause it's a lot of n***as pocket watchin'
I got options, I might rock the Fendi with the Prada
Might leave the Glock and bring the chop 'cause that's my problem solver
Another stick-up, that's another man down
Body after body, it's janky up in my town
But I'm around, my n***as keep sticks fully equipped
I'm really in the field but real hard to come hit
These n***as weak, don't fear nothin' that bleed like I bleed
Slide about your issues or forever keep your peace when it's beef

Big knots, get blood rocked, take a couple shots
Bustdown, word around my town that my thumper hot
Iced down, I ain't a player, I just f**k a lot
And my location on the flyer, that's another drop
Gang gang, name a n***a with me changed
If I snitch then I would hope that you gon' bust me in my brain
Some my n***as doin' life, some my n***as in the grave
I'ma meet up with them n***as, you keep lookin' at my chain
Catch my wave
Kony, I don't f**k with the D'usse
I don't talk to pillows, boy, that's somethin' that you say
Next year, go and customize my jumper on 2K
If you spray, you probably get hit, Bobby Boucher
Yeah, we the type to message you and slide 'bout it
Bro'nem did time 'bout it
Geekin' in the sky, b*t*h, I cry 'bout it
Why they take my guys? Don't know why 'bout it
I can't just lie 'bout it
Suckers hang me up, somebody die about it
You know I'm really in the street, girl, I can't lie about it
Them n***as sayin' that it's beef but they won't slide about it
Drop five bands up on that n***a, that's another body
We the type to pull that skit and don't say nothin' 'bout it
You know I'm really in the street, girl, I can't lie about it
Them n***as sayin' that it's beef but they won't slide about it
Drop five bands up on that n***a, that's another body
We the type to pull a skit and don't say nothin' 'bout it

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