SleazyWorld Go - Off The Court (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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SleazyWorld Go - Off The Court (en) Lyrics
- He ain't coming with us
- Yo sleazy whats up
- Back you ass up hoe, back up
- Hey man you guys tryna hoop?
- Nah we finna go for the slot
- Can I come?
- Hell no, your ass needs to go
home. This ain't for you
Tuned up
Aye yo chef
My lil niggas shootin' shit on and
off the court like ja morant
Got the low an like ring around
the row my niggas spent
Heard he died and took a shit nasty
ass left with a stench
Get a nigga drenched heard his ass
got set down like a bench
And the glock don't straddle no fence
this bitch goes both ways
Treat the glizzy like lil baby
I wave this bitch like hey
Ion usually respond to niggas
dissin' I wait til we bump
Switch up on a glock it make bullets
spread it shoot like a pump
We roll all our opps up in a wood wassaname
a blunt wassaname a strand
Heard he got chased an
you ran on your mans
We lay niggas down for dissin us
so watch the shit you tweet
Think he got benadryl in the chop
how it make niggas sleep
It make niggas nap it make
niggas go to bed foreal
Last opp tried to run almost made
it but he tripped and fell
My lil niggas shootin shit on and
off the court like ja morant
Pull out spin,
hop out the car
He tryna run, he ain't
getting too far
Walk down on me, glah glah!
I got my stick in the club
like jah
Fuck nigga tweaking in this bitch,
I was eating this shit
Yea I'm bound to
open his head
We throwing b's bitch
Lil foe nem keep letting off
rounds, we only see red
Go go green light
They went from lying
on these nights
We catch a nigga in traffic and
shot to his top from the
left make him lean right
Light bill high from
all these switches
Red dot of my bean bright
It ain't shit to
all these bitches
I show a hoe my team light
Lil bro just told me he wanna
go kill, so I gotta coach
him to step one
Aim for his face when you
blowing the steel
To make sure you really
gon catch something
When you sit down with
the law don't squeal
Just close your mouth
when that test come
Lawyers and bail money
I spent a mil
So fuck them, and they ain't
gotta stress nun (gang)
It make niggas
snow swang a door
Hop out and we score hop
out and we shoot
Won't stop spinnin' til
we catch some more
Won't stop bendin' blocks til we
catch opps get our licks back
Bullets hit his gut he tightened
up he got a six pack
Nigga doin all that dick
suckin' on the net
Got his bitch cracked
Don't send them lil niggas over
here goin be a mitch match
I fap niggas up lay niggas down
call me a baby sitter
This bitch swallow kids fuck abortion
bitch a baby killer
Bitch a soul taker nut chaser
whole dick facer
She a real muncher
head huncher
Real dick taster
I catch me a opp he getting
laced up like a shoe
I'm like taylor jenkins call
the plays my niggas shoot
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