Lyrics Slimegoon9 – Intro Freestyle

Intro Freestyle Lyrics – Slimegoon9

Singer: Slimegoon9
Title: Intro Freestyle

SlimeGoon
Aye man, drop that sh#t 30
King of the jungle, I got no problem to bust you
White chalk an opp it ain’t nothin’

I keep me a beam for a runner
These n#gg#s broke they should run us
You got to run up your money
I’m in the trap with my brothers

Young paid n#gg# came through with a hundred
Go to Mexico the block gettin’ flooded
I went to sleep ’cause my cup was too muddy
In the trap wakin’ up to the money

Brick touchdown I’m whippin’ the
She wanna meet a lover I just wanna f#ck her
Can’t rob me ’cause I ain’t goin’ for nothin’
Glock 30S I swear I’m not bluffin’

Out in the open I’m servin’ the junkies
Every plug in the city want to front me
His gun confess to
Buy some new drip might fly out to London

Bricks n#gg# a dummy
He beefin’ with me ’cause I’m servin’ his mother
My b#tch say “Slime you got to learn how to smuggle”
Brand new plug threw three off the muscle

Shot that cut that six off the
Ain’t have my stick got hit by knuckle
He felt that heat he got hit by the devil
f#ck a deal, I don’t need no leverage

Where the junkies at? I’m givin’ out Ecstasy
He threw it my way he know that I’m catchin’
Brinks truck ride past n#gg# it’s a
Somebody send shots at me I need answers

b#tch gave me head I think her name Amber
Knock her down put her head in the mattress
Sweet lick found all the racks in the mattress
f#ckin’ with me her racks got

He ain’t sendin’ shots so he ain’t a factor
Pull up on any block get this sh#t clappin’
Leave that boy drowin’ I feel like a captain
12 on my line and I ain’t gon’

He in the courtroom singin’ like the Jacksons
We on the frontline waitin’ for the action
He ain’t believe me but I made this sh#t happen
My white b#tch got all the pounds in the attic

Straight gas sh#t boof out the plastic
Free smoke n#gg# who want to have it?
Shot from the three I know it’s a basket [Bah-bah
Headshot put him in a casket

Them n#gg#s some b#tches now they white flaggin’
I love designer spent ten on my fashion
I pray to catch him when I’m ridin’ in traffic
I told me a yung n#gg# he got it and blast him

I’m in the trap really whippin’ the
I throw that b#tch then bro better catch ’em
Rob the n#gg# on the strip he was flexin’
Meet me in person don’t send me no message

f#ckin’ her face got her geekin’ for seconds
Free all of my n#gg#s I know that they stressin’
Spin on his block I’ma teach him a lesson [Slime]
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