Luyện nghe bài hát Slide On Em

Young rich nigga shit, know I'm sayin'?

my top now
My prices cut
Your niggas now
Till they hear gun sound
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear gun sound
(Fuck nigga, nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun
Slide on that nigga, slide on nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that
my top now
My cut down
Your niggas now
they hear that gun sound

Keep my eyes on nigga
Keep my eyes on that
I put his stitches in lil
I got a that's digital
nigga be talkin' tough
But really don't get physical
you run and we bust
Fuck in your hoe while you
Whippin' in it to a up
I don't do nothin' but up
I shoulda for the Thunder
But instead I trap youngsta
Sit on my money with
the dab 'cross the country
I do a show out in Spain and get in go back to the gang
I might go give him a 10, know it nothin', go get a Mustang
Damn they my phone, they keep telling me that the dope is insane
Pour out my for all of my niggas that died or locked up in the chains

my top now
My cut down
Your niggas now
Till they hear that gun
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear gun sound
(Fuck nigga, nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun
Slide on that nigga, slide on nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that
my top now
My cut down
Your niggas now
Till they hear gun sound

Drop my top now, too loud
Richest nigga in the car lot, me, my niggas, we don't out
Get down, better run now
Watch what you say, cut your out
Fuck all that shit you talkin' bout
Draco's we run in your house
Grass so I can't see the snakes now I come cut your lawn down
My stuart little on frontline, they robbin', drug dealin', till sun down
I pull up in in privacy
on cookie, I know she acknowledge me
She givin' me knowledge, psychology, I'm dabbin' the deal like just body me
I'll fuck your baby moma your kids there
In the same house you pay your so you can live there
If a ever play with one of my Migo brothers, I'ma put him in a wheel chair
We gangster so it is no here
My lil they will kill you for real here
Catch you in traffic is kill
We wipin' you lil nose here

my top now
My cut down
Your tough now
Till they hear that gun
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear that gun
(Fuck nigga, nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun
on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, on that nigga
my top now
My prices cut
Your niggas now
they hear that gun sound

Slide, slide,
Slide, slide,
my top now
My cut down
Your tough now
Till they hear gun sound
Slide, slide,
Slide, slide,
Gun
Slide on that nigga, slide on that
Slide on that nigga, slide on that