S.L.A.B. - Slab b**h lyrics

(*talking*) Uh oh, S-L-A-B soldiers in this b**h mayn Trae on the mic mayn, my lil' brother Galo Cla**y D yes sir, it go down mayn Slab soldiers for real, mob style for life mayn Squeeze the block, till it ain't nothing left This C.L., from the West mayn [Hook - 4x] S.L.A.B. b**h, get out the way Get out the way b**h, get out the way [Lil' B] H.A.W.K. done rolled in a wide load, with candy paint on 84's Got a calico for a hating hoe, that'll beat the clown like Bozo I'll tag your toe when I hit you hard, let you know I really don't bar Step on the scene then pull your broad, getting mad I'll pull your card Call it far but that's how it go, down here in the S-O Riding solo in a fo' do', call me Lil' B I'm Bybo I wreck a show when I rock a stage, slab blasting off like a twelve gauge n***as seem amazed we on the front page, bout the feddy we getting paid Playa made and that's on the click, but these bopping hoes be riding dick I hit her quick then leave em sick, f** shooting a arrow like cupid They stupid I'm a thug n***a, stepping out in Gucci how you figga Your b**h out of line you better gon get her, head buster I'm a wig splitter You can't forget a n***a don't play, represent the Park I'm on Fewquay I gotta let my top down on a sunny day, it's S.L.B. b**h get on out the way [Trae] I recommend that y'all get back, 'fore I get pissed off and I wreck tracks You n***as be liking the chit-chat, better duck when I'm busting on contact A guerilla be ready for combat, four deep when I creep in a black Lac You think you the best n***a bet that, everytime I spit see I'ma squash that I got slab soldiers street cruisers, mouth piece like a load abuser Twin rugers, coming out the roof in a Land Cruiser You don't wanna plex cause I'm gonna do ya, I ain't tripping I'm ready to get it on Did you hear the fat lady sing, hell naw so I got about eight mo' rounds of f**ing up your dome b**h you done f**ed up and got a n***a pissed, now I'm bout to get all up in your sh** Lean on a n***a like I'm a bumper kit, off the chain ready to bite like a pit But Donny D we throwing up South Klique, living on lock down Don Juan I ain't forgot ya, see you already know I'ma shut they block down And now y'all n***as finna disrespect, cause I run up they set fin to leave you wet When I'm pulling this it's only gon take a sec, and when I let it go you better run like a b**h Half of you n***as better go get a job, you thinking you better than me Your rap sk**s we gon let it be, n***a you know you'll never see me [Hook - 4x] [Mr. 3-2] It's the Big Boss in a Harley, Fat Domino I make the broads work the track, and bring back payroll No, I don't go for them games Shoot a infrared aim, and that's a god damn shame How I'ma lay em in n***as tonsils, out here in these streets f** starving I'ma eat, baby I bring heat On every side of town, bleeding us underground Have my weight up, knocking out boys in the first round I stay down, like the ground you walk on Right quick right fast, b**h I'm worldwide known Blown out the frame, on a come up mission For the face big heads, leaving boys missing [Showtyme] Step in my path'll get you gone, spinning necks like a wheel of chrome When I come through better guard your dome, like the n***a Trick Daddy I'ma take it home Smash the gas I'm moving fast, I'm on a paper chase gotta get that cash Deep in the South where I keep my stash, a n***a like me might beat your a** Call me a chicken break it down, n***a bricks know all over town You don't really wanna f** with my underground fool, cause this undeground sh** ain't got no rules You n***as want a game I play to win, the n***a Showteezy did it again co*ked up deuce trays in a bubble eye lens, you could say it on a Lexus Lac or Benz Customized n***a you can't buy nowhere, think flyness gotta be in the air Side to side n***a you could find me there, this sh**'s so hot you get burned from the flare [Hook - 4x]