SLUGGER lyrics

[INTRX]
Let me tell y'all n*ggas a lil
Let me tell y'all n*ggas a lil gangsta story real quick
Oh-oh, oh, whoa
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, whoa

[HXXK]
f*ckin wit dem jakes, we put you six feet under
40 be my shorty, when I up it I'ma dump her
Dat n*gga ain't no shooter, he just keep dat b*tch for comfort
Cuz when we got to shootin he was duckin under cover
He said he was from Louisville, he ain't dat type of slugger
I'm da type of n*gga to shoot yo kuz, and f*ck yo mother
Blood don't mean sh*t, cuz if I love you, you my brother
Kuzzo, tell deez n*ggas how we put a n*gga under

[VERSE, Me, Trezy, BOTH]
I'ma let you go first
And I'ma go last, cuz I'm like dat
n*ggas really wonder how da f*ck I'm spittin so fast
Like he had to write dat
I remember me and Kuz beat a n*gga out his J's
And he didn't fight back
n*gga said that I could never f*ck his b*tch
And he came home to my nut on her nightcap
But chill, I'm from the R-O-C, where all my n*ggas slugga
Lightning fast I hit dat n*gga, dis sh*t sound like thunda
585, I call dat number, bro gon put you under
Or call up Trel, he raising hell, my kuz, he quick to stomp ya
Enough wit da politicking
Don't you run up on him, he might get to clickin
n*gga, watch how I stand when i stand on business
Call Ace for da chase, he a true menace
Try my best not to die or to catch a sentence
Ain't no way you could try, ain't no second chances
After years that go by, you start reminiscin
How you never could find what you truly missin
I feel pain when I hear my own inner thoughts
Too much war in my head, I can't win at all
It's just fight, after fight, after fight, after fight, I don't think I can move on
My brody ain't from Louisville, but my n*gga a slugger
Bullets nicknamed mom and dad, the way they love to hug ya
DISS ON GANG I HOPE YOU pus*y n*ggAS KNOW YOU f*ckED UP
Comin through, we swervin and you know I got it tucked, bruh
b*tch I'm from the R-O-C, it's either knuckle up or buck up
And if you ain't on sh*t, den pus*y n*gga, shut the f*ck up
Walkin wit da green in my pockets
.40 on me, issa beam on my rocket
Make a pus*y n*gga scream when I c*ck it
She know that I'm a f*ck fiend, uh, uh
[HXXK]
f*ckin wit dem jakes, we put you six feet under
40 be my shorty, when I up it I'ma dump her
Dat n*gga ain't no shooter, he just keep dat b*tch for comfort
Cuz when we got to shootin he was duckin under cover
He said he was from Louisville, he ain't dat type of slugger
I'm da type of n*gga to shoot yo kuz, and f*ck yo mother
Blood don't mean sh*t, cuz if I love you, you my brother
Kuzzo, tell deez n*ggas how we put a n*gga under


[XUTRX]
LESGX!