NAUT LISTENIN'
Slaughternaut
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Ooooooooooooooooooooooh, shit
Huh, bitch I run that, bitch I run that
It's that lightowrk, it's that lightwork
It go like one, two, three
It go like one, two, three, hold on
I don't know, what the hell anybody been on
I'm just chillin' wit' a ice cold flow
Try to burn it wit' me, turn it on
Got a catchy ass hook for the peeps who ain't listen to nothin'
Naut spit, then regurgitate, endin' a dozen
And my bitch got a dick, ain't a reason to tuck it
I been a plug for these ass rappers, skippin' the thumbin'
Where they comin' from is awfully familiar
Think I was sittin' on that stage 'fore I saw I'm a killer
It's really different way I'm movin' now, I'm stiff as pillar
And every notch in the Naut make me look even iller
And they rippin' off the joint when they try the art, write this (Arthritis) shit
Leave a coffin if they try to start, might get sick
(Cough cough)
Heard you have a hard time with this shit
It ain't simple, I been givin' hard times to this shit
I don't know, what the hell anybody been on
I'm just chillin' wit' a ice cold flow
Try to burn it wit' me, turn it on
Got a catchy ass hook for the peeps who ain't listen to nothin'
Naut spit, then regurgitate, endin' a dozen
And my bitch got a dick, ain't a reason to tuck it
I been a plug for these ass rappers, skippin' the thumbin'
Like I will go, to the end of Earth for this shit
Finna scorch it all, I'm nice like this
Teach a lesson wit' it, class dismissed
I gotta pass it to another motherfucka who ain't listen to nothin'
All the people wit' opinions, I just end the discussion
We been like different wit' the motive, thinkin' every week
You was poppin' from top, now your memory leakedโIt's all FACTS
This beat remind me 'bout the song about a babysitter
Tilt 'em offset, leanin' crazy like they laced a sliver
I gave your girl some bread and then I went and ate it with her
Pull up with a vest, jeans are stressed, walked away the victor
I been up to something special that you'll wanna know
Ain't no band geek, but you'll find me at the bubble bowl
No Soprano notes, poutin' like I'm Silvio
Like Weezy, hit you with that Cannon ball, Geronimo!
Haha, type shit, roll up with the fine shyt
Been a minute since I rolled another spliff, take a hit
I been top dawg status, I'ma hit you like I'm Vic'
Flow so crazy, that it make you wanna sit, Take A Hint, uh
I fuck hoes, a face card that'll make them fold
If they try to mix it up, I'ma batter 'em and take all the dough
You got a gun for the fashion, what the fuck is it fo'? WASSUP!
BITCH WATCHU GOT THAT GUN FO'??
GOT THE GUN FOR THE FASHIONNNNNNN