OhJacee - Slidin' N Shootin (feat. Lil Dump)

Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea
If we see an op we shoot him
Catch him in traffic and do him in
Come and touch the NorthSide West Tulip
I can tell you a snake you shedding skins
Load up them cutters and slide on a nigga
I know all my brothers they all in
Open fire on a nigga with all of that ra ra
Nigga we don't do talking
Gotta pay me a fee just to walk in
2020 we giving out coffins
Beat up the gang like Mike Tyson
I'm a real heavy weigh champion
And I got them killers on my side
If I say the word then they all spin
All summer we was outside
All of the ops stayed in
We gunning for re- taliation
Don't shoot out the window that's basic
Hop out and shoot tryna face shit
A lot of niggas on my hit list
Yeah yeah
We slidin n shootin
My nigga we slidin n shootin
Don't come around here
We slidin n shootin
My nigga we slidin n shootin
Yeah yeah
We slidin n shootin
My nigga we slidin n shootin
Don't come around here
We slidin n shootin
My nigga we slidin n shootin
Yeah yeah
Gangbangers with me right now
And they all banging better pipe down
Shots fired it's a hunnid rounds
If a nigga playing he getting gunned down
Killing everybody that we see around
You know we gon take em all down
Slidin n shootin gun sounds
It's another opp body found
It's time that we let 'em all know now
Jump in that water and you might drown
It's a deep end ain't no safer route
We all living for to die now
We slidin n shootin
My brothers they slidin n shootin
Yea yea
We slidin n shootin
My brothers gon slide and they shoot you
These choppas got drums fuck a ruler clip
And the Drakeo got grain on that wooden grip
We real slimes over here but this gang don't snitch
Ain't no simp I'm the type to go break a bitch
Shoot an op cross it off of the bucket list
Fuck the cops ain't gon stop us from shooting shit
Hit my re up a gun then I move the shit
You ever seen a whole ounce of that fucking fish
Give a fuck what you think
You think I care what you heard
Think you been thru some shit
Bet I been thru it worse
Give a fuck bout my bridges I'm letting em burn
I'm just stacking up my digits I'm big money earnin
What the fuck is you talking about I'm seeing right through
Got the gang and we sliding out pack up the tools
Ain't gon type we be popping out ready to shoot
Got yo bitch on me acting out saying I'm cute
She gon give me the scoop Imma give her the boot
Got the gang we pop out at your house take the loot
I shook hands with real killers real gangsters with proof
I took the bands out to Georgia at 16 and flew
I took the plane to the show
Then hopped in an Uber and flew back to home
I live that life on the road
Just me and my shooters we getting the dough
I got what you need for the low
Just hit me on Tele if you know then you know
Remember a year ago no one hit up my phone
Bet next year I can't check it I'll got too many nots
I got too many problems fuck too many bitches
Tote too many guns F&N with a switch
Can't be worried bout you I'm just tryna get rich
Told lil baby we'd last but I lied through the grin
Do whatever it takes just to take me the win
Get the fuck out my face I ain't letting you in
Do whatever it takes just to get to the top
Ain't gon pass up my chance I be shooting my shot
Yea yea
We slidin n shootin
My brothers they slidin n shootin
Yea yea
We slidin n shootin
My brothers gon slide and they shoot you
What the fuck is you talking about we ain't worried about you
Bitch I'm big money earning put respect on my name
I don't fuck with you bitches you bitches some lames
I don't know what they talking about I'm on a whole different wave
Can't be caught in the mix shoutout Juls on the mix
Put no trust in a bitch guess it all was just fake
And it is what it is and it was what it ain't
Had to cut all the grass just to see all the snakes
Real eyes see real eyes and real eyes gon realize and real eyes see real lies and that's real life you feel me?

Written by:
Jace Bodrero, Lil Dump

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