Testo Slick Dissing - JayDaYoungan
Testo della canzone Slick Dissing (JayDaYoungan), tratta dall'album The Real Jumpman 23
Nigga know what the fuck it is, man
Pussy ass nigga
Rough boy shit, nigga
All that slick dissing, a nigga gon'
Have to lay 'bout that shit, on gang
When pressure hit, I know some youngins do it on a muscle
But it ain't shit for me to come up, get on with the cutter
Stop sending threats through your keyboard, that shit ain't gutter
Yeah, bitch, I'm stepping with three rods, go get your brother
We strapped bad, need a army just to take us
Creep up on you, no mask, let the Draco fuck your face up
Pussy niggas be mad, don't understand why they hate us
Really they sleeping on me, finna make them bitches wake up
Go ask your brother 'bout the youngin, he know how I'm living
Niggas out here dick-riding, wanna have my children
Pussy on your chest, that's a bet, oh, that's how you feeling?
Better yet, we at your neck, broad day we spinning
The last time a nigga played with me, it's been a minute
Clutching.38s and dirty Ks, ain't shit to get you finished
Throwing slangs, speaking on my name, guess you want attention
Bitch, stay in your lane 'fore that gang let you feel extensions
My lil' youngin, he the dumbest, yeah, he trained to go
Aim too official with the missiles, yeah, he bring the scope
Catch you in the face and fuck around and rearrange your nose
But if we miss, we spin again, up it, let 'em bang some more
Let it rain some more, now you know you up in danger mode
To think I play with dukes, the way I shoot, bitch, I came to score
Draco hold a seventy-five, I bust it 'til it ain't no more
Go pull up with them heaters, trigger
Squeezing, bitch, we came for smoke
With this burner, I can turn a nigga head hot
Bitch, you out of luck, no need to duck, I got the red dot
And if you try to jack, you getting whacked, fuck a leg shot
I'm pushing your shit back, take some head shots
Slick dissing on them songs, don't make me whack a bitch
You speak again, I spin a bin, pull up, hop out and cracking shit
Give a bitch nigga twenty-one shots, we on some savage shit
Catch me in traffic, bitch, make the ratchet do a magic trick
You gon' disappear when I start clapping, this my magic stick
Lil' bitch, stop that acting, I'll smash you and who you lacking with
If you with your ho, she gotta go, yeah, we gon' smash your bitch
I'm better off trapping, but I'm nasty with this rapping shit
Slick dissing on them songs, don't make me whack a bitch
You speak again, I spin a bin, pull up, hop out and cracking shit
Give a bitch nigga twenty-one shots, we on some savage shit
Catch me in traffic, bitch, make the ratchet do a magic trick
You gon' disappear when I start clapping, this my magic stick
Lil' bitch, stop that acting, I'll smash you and who you lacking with
If you with your ho, she gotta go, yeah, we gon' smash your bitch
I'm better off trapping, but I'm nasty with this rapping shit
Bitch ass nigga
You know
Just fuck a nigga
2XRoughboy, on gang
And we ain't going back and forth unless that K spin
Grrah
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