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Slime Nasty Slime Lyfe NGG Body Bags I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel Spinnin my fortune like its a wheel Fuck how they feel They mad cause im real Nigga be frosty never on chill Cut no slack Give no deals Wipe em out Aim at they grill Point blank range That's how I feel Play no games out in the field Gotta be trained ready to kill Niggas get peeled out in the Mills Oh you aint know niggas for real What is my cost fuck it no deals Work is time plus I still Give no fucks how you feel Give no slack give no deals Never hungry kept a meal Really plottin on a mill Tryna get my bread up Always movin never still Always totin' wit the steele Over west and down the hill All the time behind the wheels Jump a lane you know its real Blow shit up like cannon fields Push shit back banana peels I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, Im giving no deals I'm statin all facts, Im keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I move how I move I do what I do Born self made Aint nothin to prove Been had sauce let it drip on the shoes Aint gotta lie lil bitch I'm the truth Set it on fire when I step in the booth Know its time to ride when I step with the crew On the frontline like its nothin to lose Bout to go dumb Bout to switch up the mood I aint worried bout shit bitch I get to the money Play my role don't fuck wit no dummies If the nigga ain't mines he aint gettin nun from me They playin the fifty I keep it a hunnit Aint cuttin no slack aint playin no games Im cuttin no deals I treat em the same Drag on these bitches that's word to my name Give em no peace I'm all in they lane These bitches be weak and these niggas be geekin Been waitin to spazz just needed a reason My foot on they neck I aint leavin em breathin I'm steppin on toes I cant hang wit no leeches I'm runnin em down if they get in my way Fuck how they feel and fuck what they say I aim for their tops and let it go bang NGG I aint comin to play I'm cuttin no slack, Im giving no deals I'm statin all facts, Im keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel I'm cuttin no slack, I'm giving no deals I'm statin all facts, I'm keepin it real They all on my back, nah they gotta chill No love on the field, so fuck how they feel
Writer(s): James Warren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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