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Xzibit, B-Real, Demrick - Slippin
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Текст песни: Gotta keep an eye on the other side
Comin from the side of homicides
The blocks hotter than the summertime
Everybody blind for them dollar signs
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin
They said I cant wear my chains out Fuck that shit
You know how many packs I flipped to look this rich
Cll this weight I sold to get this gold
Imma floss all I want they could suck my dick
Brought my brand new whip to the sunset strip
Hold up let me pose for my IG pic and tag that shit so the world know I'm in Los cngeles
I got a couple bad bitches off the only fans
They said they about to pull up from they homie pad
I got a girl back home ooh I know she mad
But when you livin like this they don't understand
I just dropped a pin on them hoes
I told em meet me at the restaurant outside on melrose
Pull up valet don't worry I'll pay
She text back I'm almost there a couple blocks away
Make sure I got my table setup, gotta baddie coming thru
Gotta keep an eye on the other side
Comin from the side of homicides
The blocks hotter than the summertime
Everybody blind for them dollar signs
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin
Cyyee! cyye homie! Let me holla at ya real quick, yeah yeah, hold up hold hold up
Hey what's up homie, where ya'll from?
Oh you from out of town?
Yeah, what you out here for the awards or somethin?
Yeah my nigga that's a nice watch, yeah hold up!
Never go south of the 10 if you from out of bounds
Read the graffiti violations are not allowed
Lay you on the ground with rifles that never make a sound
So check it in or you can die with it now
You doing shit but taking pictures trying to look fly in it
Imma sell it flip it and get high wit it
Or I can sell back to you for a small fee
These Lc streets are turning niggas to ground beef
Granted you might be the shit where you from
You a hardcore gangsta from the bottoms of the slums
On the internet postin a gang of niggas and some guns
When you come around here let me make shit clear
This is old school gang rules shot callers in the pen
We're gonna kill your second wind and your next of kin
Where they treat you like a friend before they do you in
Repercussions, consequences checkin in
Gotta keep an eye on the other side
Comin from the side of homicides
The blocks hotter than the summertime
Everybody blind for them dollar signs
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin
People leaving Cali cause of the taxes and the crime rate
You don't wanna see it let me take you on a blind date
Guerilla warfare coming at ya like a primate
Run everything is the mind state
Beware of the red flags and douchebags
Who follow you home using an airtag no lag
Hit the pistol pop it's a chrome mag
Trying to pump brakes on the jack got you air bag
Fade to black then you wake up if you're lucky
One time ain't coming they ain't got the right under name
Got the right leader's name
Got the right functioning
Got the right attentioning
Got the right nothin
Pirates will set sail say fuck jail
Don't even tuck tail they no bail
Selling your shit now for wholesale
See it down the block at the pawn shop oh well
If you slippin you will get got
Till a Cali gotta mothafucka in a head lock
Best not let your guard down not even for a minute
When the getaway car came they thrusted me in it
Gotta keep an eye on the other side
Comin from the side of homicides
The blocks hotter than the summertime
Everybody blind for them dollar signs
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin
Comin from the side of homicides
The blocks hotter than the summertime
Everybody blind for them dollar signs
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin
They said I cant wear my chains out Fuck that shit
You know how many packs I flipped to look this rich
Cll this weight I sold to get this gold
Imma floss all I want they could suck my dick
Brought my brand new whip to the sunset strip
Hold up let me pose for my IG pic and tag that shit so the world know I'm in Los cngeles
I got a couple bad bitches off the only fans
They said they about to pull up from they homie pad
I got a girl back home ooh I know she mad
But when you livin like this they don't understand
I just dropped a pin on them hoes
I told em meet me at the restaurant outside on melrose
Pull up valet don't worry I'll pay
She text back I'm almost there a couple blocks away
Make sure I got my table setup, gotta baddie coming thru
Gotta keep an eye on the other side
Comin from the side of homicides
The blocks hotter than the summertime
Everybody blind for them dollar signs
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin
Cyyee! cyye homie! Let me holla at ya real quick, yeah yeah, hold up hold hold up
Hey what's up homie, where ya'll from?
Oh you from out of town?
Yeah, what you out here for the awards or somethin?
Yeah my nigga that's a nice watch, yeah hold up!
Never go south of the 10 if you from out of bounds
Read the graffiti violations are not allowed
Lay you on the ground with rifles that never make a sound
So check it in or you can die with it now
You doing shit but taking pictures trying to look fly in it
Imma sell it flip it and get high wit it
Or I can sell back to you for a small fee
These Lc streets are turning niggas to ground beef
Granted you might be the shit where you from
You a hardcore gangsta from the bottoms of the slums
On the internet postin a gang of niggas and some guns
When you come around here let me make shit clear
This is old school gang rules shot callers in the pen
We're gonna kill your second wind and your next of kin
Where they treat you like a friend before they do you in
Repercussions, consequences checkin in
Gotta keep an eye on the other side
Comin from the side of homicides
The blocks hotter than the summertime
Everybody blind for them dollar signs
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin
People leaving Cali cause of the taxes and the crime rate
You don't wanna see it let me take you on a blind date
Guerilla warfare coming at ya like a primate
Run everything is the mind state
Beware of the red flags and douchebags
Who follow you home using an airtag no lag
Hit the pistol pop it's a chrome mag
Trying to pump brakes on the jack got you air bag
Fade to black then you wake up if you're lucky
One time ain't coming they ain't got the right under name
Got the right leader's name
Got the right functioning
Got the right attentioning
Got the right nothin
Pirates will set sail say fuck jail
Don't even tuck tail they no bail
Selling your shit now for wholesale
See it down the block at the pawn shop oh well
If you slippin you will get got
Till a Cali gotta mothafucka in a head lock
Best not let your guard down not even for a minute
When the getaway car came they thrusted me in it
Gotta keep an eye on the other side
Comin from the side of homicides
The blocks hotter than the summertime
Everybody blind for them dollar signs
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin, slippin
Don't get caught slippin
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