Slidin
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Slidin
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Coronado on the beat, we got another one
Slidin'
Coronado on the beat
If it's up, nigga, drop your location
I don't dance on the ho, bitch, I'm racing
Lil' bitch go to work, no vacation
On the gang, baby, no hesitation
Threw away my last bitch, she was bitter
She ain't here to play the game, nigga, get her
Hood watching over King like a sitter
Keep thirty in the clip, I'm a hitter
For my dawg, put it all on the line
Nigga say I ain't the realest, he was lying
Can't see broke niggas, I was blind
Get some business, get the fuck up out of mine
Go to work, B2K, get you served out
Dealership, pink slip when I swerve out
Asshole to the death, get the word out
You ain't piss a nigga off, then what you worried 'bout?
I'll never question mine, bitch, I'm slidin'
All black on my whip, bitch, I'm hidin'
I don't wanna leave the crib 'less I'm slidin'
I ain't fuckin' with no chick 'less she ridin'
I'm slidin', slidin'
I'm slidin', slidin'
I'm slidin', slidin'
I'm slidin', slidin'
Black six with chicks who sip thick
Jump out in the mix with shit you can't get
Play me for a lick, get hit with more sticks
Tool man Truth, ain't nothing I can't fix
Anybody here jump fly, we take flight
Bet they ass get punched down, they get right
Bitch, I'm from the hood with keys yet can't type
Threw a hundred K on the chain for somethin' light
Do it for my bro in the cell, he read kites
Homie we don't play 'round 12, they read rights
Sucker niggas ain't on my level, they need hype
Bumping on the 'net, but in person they real nice
Never hit the square but I swear it was all smoke
Clown ass nigga, I swear he be all jokes
King of the city, I tell 'em it's all votes
Name anyone of me, definition was all G.O.A. t's
I'll never question mine, bitch, I'm slidin'
All black on my whip, bitch, I'm hidin'
I don't wanna leave the crib 'less I'm slidin'
I ain't fuckin' with no chick 'less she ridin'
I'm slidin', slidin'
I'm slidin', slidin'
I'm slidin', slidin'
I'm slidin', slidin'
Slidin'
Slidin'
Slidin'
Slidin'
I don't wanna leave the crib 'less I'm slidin'
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