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Man, we ride top peelt back, chopstick with the shine
Know what they know bout that on the mission to get mine
Im ridin with Fat Cracks Slic Patna one of a kind
Man Shawty Putt, got my back, drop down, drop of a dime
Now go on girl, lets see ya shake it til you cant shake it no more
This for my folk, posted up in the cut, we chief in control
Now what it is yall, mayne, I thought yall already know
Im old school like the hubcaps with them folds, now take it slow
Im just rollin man, ho patrollin, pistol holdin
And hopin to stack up my cheese, before the monin
Cause somethin, sho got to give out here, we bumpin
Like two fifteens off in yo trunk, this shit been thumpin
He aint talk that shit in every rhyme he wrote
I turn around and rock-n-roll with Shawdy Lo
I stand before you, check the tag for authenticity
Gon make ya know, I got my Slic Patna off in here with me
See Shawdy make a play, hes a ten year veteran
Take these young Gs to school, learn em a lesson
Bout me Shawdy with the gold tooth grin
Play the cut low-key, D-Boy, get it in, call in Front Street
Make sure they got the money right from Trumps tree
We brought heat for when these niggas run up on me
It dont stop, it dont quit, you hear me talkin nigga, its like this
Its like that yall, oh my, its like this
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A dark cloud brings the storm, the natural born
I give it to em raw in its purest form
That thing, they jump in, know what I mean?
That thing holla, back-a-bone with the thing
Im so fresh, so clean, never no frap
Im going to the club, bullshit ya not
SWAT, GA, Im from that A T L A N T A
Cascade, with a clich, smoke some
Burn it down, keep it workin all across town
Break bread, tell them young niggas, Put down
OK, Slic Patna is you with me, fo sho, ya right
Lil buddy tell em what it hit like
Man you know these hoes choose, a nigga spit that pimp shit
These niggas hate, cuz we grippin wood when we whip shit
Win or lose, Ima be the first nigga to rip shit
A double T I C, we gon tell ya some good shit
If that girl aint got no dinner fixed, dip, fck that bullshit
Never slip, one in the chamber for all that punk shit
Didnt write schemes, my whole team on some money shit
Come tell me right, my folk aint down with that funny shit
Some niggas I know, been steady flexin on that bunny shit
Roll up some dope and they swear that they runnin shit
I caught myh man and these hoes, they know some other shit
Dont tell your life is hemp, Slic Patna runnin shit
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