Listen to All About Our Hog by Slyye

All About Our Hog

Slyye

Hip-Hop/Rap

315 Shazams

Lyrics

All about our hog, hustle Stackin' up the paper mane Get the fuckin' cheese by any means No we do not play Wallet lookin' empty While you lookin like a lick Easy pickins' for a stang Gimme all yo fuckin' shit This a 211 hoe I'll break ya down into the fuckin floor On the ground you will lay Then I hit the fuckin' road Hit the fuckin' dro Sell the rest for a hundred fifty Push this dope, pimp these hoes Now your girl ridin' with me What she fiendin' for? Say she fiendin' for the bud I'm the pusherman baby I'm the muthafuckin' plug Call me Curtis I'm the pusher And I'm known to keep it cookin' SLYYE the muthafuckin' mane Got these thirsty bitches lookin' For a method to my stash You should know I'm bout the cash Hit you with that 1-2-1 Knock you face down on your ass In the grass you will bleed Cuz you went and fucked with me Keep my word, you'll kiss the curb Taste the cold concrete Southern Sigils in this hoe ISVVC on the bumpin' beat SLYYE slangin' out the Ford Stang you like a bumblebee All hail my fuckin' hustle Bow down you little bitch No respect, I bring the muscle Long live this fuckin pimp Hoe Step into my stompin' grounds And you are sure to get the shoe Stompin' all upon your grave And what the fuck you gonna do? Slayin' in the first degree I'm on a fuckin' murder spree Blasted all them bastards with the pump Come n get my cheese Hollow point slugs at yo mug You better duck Ridin' slow in the caddy With a baddie and the pump Step into my deadly stare If you wanna try your luck Come and get me if you dare Bitch I bring the fuckin buck Once again it's fuckin' SLYYE I will watch you slowly die Turn the knife inside your guts While I look you in the eyes Homicide, I gotta slay Satisfy this twisted urge Grab my axe and the blade Lemon bustas I will purge Off the muthafuckin' earth You're about to meet the eyes of god Once you taste the dirty turf When I smack with a rod You will fall and cease to breathe Submit on your fuckin' knees Southern Sigils in this hoe All hail this sick regime
Writer(s): Mark Pickett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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