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Slide - Yella Beezy
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Slide Yella Beezy

Slide - Yella Beezy
[Intro]
Shun On The Beat
Hey

[Chorus]
Can't nothin' slide, on my sides
Closed eyes, four-fives
Glock nines, roll 'em down
If you try, you will die
Suicide, you will lie
Two shots through his mind
Through him down, don't fool around
Blew him down, you will die
Can't nothin' slide no more (More)
Can't nothin' slide no more (No)
Can't let nothin' slide no more (More)
Can't let nothin' slide no more
Can't nothin' slide no more (No)
Can't nothin' slide no more (More)
Can't let nothin' slide no more (No)
Can't let nothin' slide no more (Hey)

[Verse 1]
You can't hide, I'm too wired
Come outside, yeah I'm live
I'm too live, got that iron
If you try, you will die
You won't fly, no goodbyes
You too quiet, oh you quiet
Grab that iron, cut 'em down
Gun 'em down a few times
You know I'm serious with it
Flag his ass for the interference
Tag his ass with the mini-Semi
I don't leave no witness, I'm a man of business
Pants sag, I got plenty twenties
Black mag with the kickin' Smith 'n
Fast cash got my fingers itchin'
Bitch get to trippin', no we can't kick it, hey
I got some stone cold killers
If you ain't with it, need to go home, nigga
I promise I'ma shine when the show's on, nigga
That nina will fuck you with your clothes on, nigga
Down for the ride, better hold on, nigga
Big wax bullets explode on niggas
I swear I'm your pusher, my dough roll, nigga
Big old FN, remote control these niggas
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