Slide For This (feat. TayF3rd, O.T. Genasis, DW Flame & Saviii 3rd) - $tupid Young & Pacman da Gunman

Turn them mics up fool Ahh, haha, 200 Hahaha Ayy go'n These niggas really mad I'm in my bag dog Oh east side, look, haha Look Ain't no offense but you can't sit with us Unless you been on reckless missions out that tinted truck Like sixty ten and hoes we fuck, bitch all the drip in her I'm what they recommending, bitch I'm fuckin' up the city And lately I been second guessing shit, I'm too uncertain Devil really working, my opposition's lurking Fuck 'em I ain't worried, he told me he gon' murk me What's wrong with your murkin'? I be in my city surfing It's murder on my mind, gang slidin' through these trenches, driftin' Fuck a peace treaty, I'm politicking, chippin' These bumper ass niggas pay attention, listen Boy I'm really outside official I swear to God I'm tired of you niggas, I done had enough I been cracking, boy you just turning your savage up I fucked your bitch and she was somethin' that I had to fuck Whole squad play ball, nigga batter up, batter up If you paid for the fame, you can't bang with my gang I heard they pushed you out your chains and your name I knock him down, he thought he came for the fame With the game if I came in a dangerous way nigga I see you niggas actin' strange with me I ain't trippin', I be tippin' with that thing with me Say he gang but he ain't really 'Cause he ain't with me, I got gang with me Oh, I got gang with me (200), I got gang with me Oh, I got gang with me, I got gang with me Look, and you can best believe they troopin' if they came with me I got Goonie with the Ruger, I got Slain with me Fuckin' up your whole squad full of suckers I'ma pluck 'em, sittin' duck 'em, they gon' think I had the K with me No I don't do no recruiting, you can't hang with me Gotta squabble, nigga losses, I can't name any We was in that four door, I think that Volvo It's time I expose niggas lyin' 'Cause I'm so sick and tired of these niggas, I done had enough I been crackin', boy you just gettin' your savage up I fucked your bitch and she was somethin' that I had to fuck Whole squad play ball, nigga batter up, batter up I hang with the demons, play for the keeps Gang language I speak to my real crip streeters I bleed it, he ain't talking facts, don't believe him Ask him a mack if it's facts when I'm speakin' I see you niggas actin' strange with me I ain't trippin', I be tippin' with that thing with me Say he gang but he ain't really 'Cause he ain't with me, I got gang with me Oh, I got gang with me (200), I got gang with me Oh, I got gang with me, I got gang with me