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    Bop TyQuan – Slime Life Lyrics

    Bop TyQuan – Slime Life ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra WORLDSTARHIPHOP Bop TyQuan – Slime Life ( Lyrics Letra )
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    The murders, nigga, we can’t talk about it, I don’t nothin’ ‘bout it
    I just beat the block like Ronda Rousey, codeine got me drowing
    Just throw? back a perc, came out my shirt, niggas know I be wildin’
    Glock 4-0, tried to call his folks, lil’ boy ain’t finished dialing
    Double-G, lil’ hoe, if you lose it, just come fuck with me
    It’s war? with me, we the one who toting stick on yo’ TV
    I keep the heat, I can’t leave without it, I got OCD
    No, we testin’, you get smoked for free, I bet they notice me, on God (Slime)
    Fuck all my baby mama’, put that on the set (Bitch)
    ? juice on my cup, ‘bout to throw up, I need to get some ?
    White T and some Jays, a big ass Glock, how I forevеr ?
    Don’t let me catch a opp, know how I rock, bitch, I’ma make a myth
    Drac’s and AR pistols, wе molest you, we gon’ get his soul
    You is not my nigga, stay way, ‘cause bitch, we takin’ pole’
    When I’m in L.A. I’m still a gangsta, still be fuckin’ hoe’
    Whipping in my clothes, don’t be bold, I bet you get exposed
    Planty kid’, can’t pull out her shit, need to start takin’ pill’
    In the field, just like Grand Theft Auto all we do is kill

    Costumize, them Glocks drum on this chopp’, niggas know we for real
    Heard the opps got opps, gon’ kill them both just ‘cause they let ‘em live
    And my bitch a gangsta, she got bitches, I got bitches too
    Back sit over? demon, later on, I’m tellin’ me not to shoot
    I didn’t do?, I been beat? by ? nigga know I’m the truth?
    Throwing signs about this ?, big bloody, bitch, free stupid dude
    And I say? my sister get like two racks when I’m shootin’ dice?
    I remember day before my prom I was out shooting pipes
    I’m real, right? They know I’m a thief, I’m quick to take a life
    Bitch, I’m Lil’ TyQ, if I catch a rapper I’m gon’ take his ice
    Fuck you mean? I stopped poppin’ rose? that made my head hurt
    Tryna stomp the opps, just let me put Tupac to bed first
    Yeah, I wanna fuck, but hoe, let me see ‘bout that head first
    ‘Fore I text her back, I prolly left that bitch on read first
    ‘Fore I let the opps take me away I commit suicide (I kill myself)
    Send 300 shots up in yo’ spot, I don’t care who inside
    I love all my members, 238 nigga, this do or die
    Walked on my opp, let off so quick, he couldn’t ask who am I
    I don’t cap, I don’t play, opps, we get them out the way
    Spin up on they block, let off this chopp’, that’s just another day
    They know how we rock, go by Big Bop, it’s just another slay
    I’m better then all y’all favourite rappers, all I got to say, on slime
    I just wacked a nigga like three days ago
    Bitch, go ask yo’ God, I bet he tell you: “Better not play with bro”
    Took a nigga strap, but my Glock 40, it is my favourite though
    Wack niggas and bitches, nigga, I’m Mister erase a hoe
    Face a hoe, gangsta of the year, you better not play with me
    I’m tryna go slide, but hold up, let me put L’A? to sleep
    You can call me Josh? ‘cause bitch, you know I keep this drac’ with me
    Hopped out on my opps, I know Lil Bop, who niggas hate to see
    Gang shit, I got yo’ location, time to wet it up
    Yeah, yo’ gang got like two killas with ‘em, but the rest with us
    When it come to steppin’, I bet them niggas gon’ bet with us
    We 3BG, we keep the set with us, you can’t stand next to us, lil’ boy (On slime)
    ? slick? with me, that’s demon vibes
    I go on a mission, only Lil’ B? and XD? can drive
    You can’t be the set ‘cause I see hoe when I look in yo’ eye
    You can’t be no B Bop? if you ain’t down to do homicides
    In this double-R, ridin’ with Big L?, I’m signed to MME?
    .45 on my waist like I’m the leader of the MMG?
    Bend the beat, everywhere I go I throw the biggest B?
    I’ont care if niggas feelin’ me, I’ont beef nobody, illest me?, on Pac?
    Yeah, that’s on legend, these niggas hoes
    We don’t use ?, bullets jump out ? coat?
    Yeah, we walk around with them 4-0
    We coming like ? the way we takin’ niggas soul
    (Fuck you talm ‘bout? Gang)
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