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Shun On The Beat
 Hey
 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)
 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
 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)
 I'm with whatever whatever
 You know I'm with what whatever you're with
 You niggas be messy, y'all talk like a bitch
 I'ma start knock out some spit when you talk when you shouldn't
 Crip nigga lay down the law in this bitch
 How you real, and I see the flaw in you, bitch?
 All you niggas do is talk when it's business
 I swear I cut up, cut up, and get raw in this bitch (Ooh, yeah)
 Flexin', that's too pressure
 Yeah I fuck a lot of hoes, they call me Yella Hugh Hefner
 Knew better, you would do better
 Tell your lil' shotta he probably need to shot better
 All my killers too clever
 Young nigga ridin', gettin' money in a new Tesla
 Nigga strapped up with two Deserts
 Them last year vibes, I swear I'm on a new level
 I swear I got all my guns
 Kill all these niggas, put that on my son
 Young nigga come with a ton of bombs
 I'm bombin' up, free my nigga Young
 Tell me where you're goin' to run?
 Hit you with the Ricky, yeah, go'n and run
 Get-gettin' sticky, yeah we down for fun
 Got a baby chopper with a hundred drum
 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 (No more)