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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slimm Kutta
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Jones
Songwriter
Thomas Joseph Fisher
Songwriter
Ira Woods
Songwriter
गाने
Ay, what up? Ay, I just Wanna talk to y'all for a Minute. Talk to him, man
This is how I'm feeling Right now, this is the Present time and moment
G-A-N-G-S-T-A, in the Same shit that I wore Yesterday
If rap don't pop, I just Reinvest in yay
Ill run up in your home, Hit you and throw the Tech away
Ay, get rid of this
We can battle, yo Vest my K
Give your chest a stain And take your breath Away
It ain't best to play no Games with a **** that
Got good aim and fingers Stay on the trigger
You'll see where all that tough talking get you
Make me run to the shelf And blow the dust off my Pistol
Put in the work, put in Some work
You get your body put in The dirt
Your own family get put In the church
That's just the way it goes, Dawg
Man, I gotta keep it hood For the turf
I know that it hurts, but This is my life
And I'm gonna be a Gangster when they turn Off the mic
Bout my business, breakin bread
Duck the cops, avoid the Feds
Keep that 4-4 full of lead
Y'all don't hear a word I Said
I'm trying to get this Money
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
So in case you haven't Noticed, I'm busy
Get at me later, because I'm focused
Like rockin' in Same Clothes yesterday
Yeah, baby, mama wiped Me down, no gun on my Shirt
And my uncle put a 11 in my⁰ hand and a purse
I'm a rider in my hood
My hood's in work
Don't get caught in traffic
Because when I said it all, More bullets in the car Than a pole
Don't set it off
And then I ride out
396 got the whip smashin'
Slimm want the **** Dead, and the **** dead
At 10 o'clock, watch the news
How you like my work
I'm so clean, but like my **** cydwaiz
Gotta take the dirt and Miss the Southwest, bitch
I'm about that business, Breakin Bread
Duck the cops, avoid the Feds
Keep that 4-4 full of Lead
Y'all don't hear a word I said
I'm trying to get this money
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
So in case you haven't noticed, I'm busy
Get at me later, because I'm focused
We got cash to flip
Red monkey and evizu Fits
High performance whips skits, that's sick
Love when my foes trip Extended clips
Hanging off a chop
Money hungry savage
Yeah, I fuck with Rocc
And demon on the beat, So it's major knock
Go to any studio and chop On the spot
Me and my folks keep the Tuc town hot
Me and Young Money, Nah, this shit won't stop
Gotta keep it moving, Ain't no time for losing
See us on mission with a burn cruisin'
Bitches ask, who's them
Just some grown ass men, baby
I'm about that business, breakin Bread
Duck the cops, avoid the Feds
Keep that 4-4 full of Lead
Y'all don't hear a word I said
I'm trying to get this Monday
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
So in case you haven't noticed, I'm busy
GET at me later, because I'm focused
I'm busy
I'm busy
Written by: Ira Woods, James Jones, Thomas Joseph Fisher