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Slum

I-20; Shawnna; 2 Chainz
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It's like this here It's time to represent the slum, nah mean? 2-0 Tity Shawnna 2-0 Get it right from the get go Dope dope fuck around, pull a kick door You talkin' shit, and you bet your head clip blow Sit down, smoke blow, and let tip flow This for my nigga Gold locked in the pen Dome so low he can't even raise his head My folks in the hole and don't even know On the blow, who in the world Bin Laden is Slow down y'all, I think them niggas want some And we'll show them motherfuckers they'll get some I'm from the city of shitty niggas and victims Twenty will tell you a shot'll bring in the big guns Me and Fate cheat a ho on the Southside Face down, ass up with her mouth wide You know the drill, slangin' pills, tryna get green I'm not 2-0, but I got an M-16 (Slums) For them niggas and them bitches with they own ends (Slums) Who ridin' Cutlass and them Caddys on them chrome rims (Slums) Who in the trap and makin' plays until them folks come (Slums) You know the game'll never change, the pussy always slum I'm like this corner, I gotta stay bent I need every quarter, I gotta pay rent I see you naked and got fans and shit But you gotta stop shakin' and get your dancin' permit Oh shit, a motherfucker straight up off the block Servin' rock, tryna get it in my sock 'fore the cops see And if a nigga wanna take it to the Glocks and the shop Crank it in a motherfucker tryna pop me Keep it trill, what you know about Scottsdale? Hittin' licks, fightin' fists, and the Glock sell Mack to the church, preachin' even cops tell And now he dead over bread 'cause the block fell When I was dead broke, I ain't like boastin' If you stunt around me, might stunt your growth Drawn down on, four pound on Get y'all ass up off the ground, homes (Slums) For them niggas and them bitches with they own ends (Slums) Who ridin' Cutlass and them Caddys on them chrome rims (Slums) Who in the trap and makin' plays until them folks come (Slums) You know the game'll never change, the pussy always slum I wish a motherfucker would try to come test a bitch I'm finna baptize niggas when I bless a bitch It's for them Cadillac trucks and them Lexuses And can't none of y'all niggas stand next to this Drug dealer, I'm a legend in my own time Nike signs, happy faces and the whole nine Pop pills, pop pussy, pop a Cris, nigga Lil' Fate, I-Double, Lil' Chris, nigga I'm like fuck every single freak ho Even though I might mingle with a pink toe The game is fast, but the cash is slow Why they wanna cop a tip like Pecos? Roll down the block in a black '64 Smokin' a chunk of the sack 'til it broke Project niggas with a project flow Slum ass niggas with them slum ass hoes (Slums) For them niggas and them bitches with they own ends (Slums) Who ridin' Cutlass and them Caddys on them chrome rims (Slums) Who in the trap and makin' plays until them folks come (Slums) You know the game'll never change, the pussy always slum (Slums) For them niggas and them bitches with they own ends (Slums) Who ridin' Cutlass and them Caddys on them chrome rims (Slums) Who in the trap and makin' plays until them folks come (Slums) You know the game'll never change, the pussy always slum