Slimesito - 50 Cent lyrics

(Casok) i'm in Clayco right now nigga
50'd up on gangway
You know where the fuck I'm at, nigga sito

Shooters around me, you know I'm protected
You testin' that shit then
You learnin' your lesson
How you a shooter but don't got no weapon?
That stick always on me
I'm paying attention
I'm coppin' that lawyer
Ain't tryna get sentenced
12 try to test me, I'm jumping them fences
Still in the trap
Beating doors off the hinges
Slime'd him so bad
Man I know he want vengeance
Got some shooters in the D like the Pistons
Free all my niggas that's
Stuck in the system
Triple cross king, you know I'm gon' triple
Quick draw on a nigga then snatch his pistol
Hollow tips hit your ass
Now your ass critical
Niggas be flexin, man they not official
No co-defendant, I do my dirt solo
Don't get your ass rolled
Like a muhfuckin' stroller

Glock on my hip but it's not in a holster
I'm on the way and you know that I'm posted
Shooters from outta town, they stay in motion
All of these racks on me
You know that I'm focused
One in the head, yeah I keep that shit loaded
All of this work got me feelin' like Sosa
I bought them shooters
You know that they goin'
I got the big E on me and that shit golden
Just caught a nigga, I knew he was holdin'
You ain't a real shooter
Cuz you started foldin'
I'm with the gang and them niggas like Nazis
Nigga sixteen and already got bodies
I'm with the mob and I feel like John Gotti
Livin' so fast man, I cannot rewind it
AR-15 gang, you know that we ridin'
Silencer on the stick, it hittin' so quiet
Infra-red beam man, don't get your ass lined
Try to rob me boy, I wish you would try it
50 round drum on that baby Glock 9
Do him like 50, I shot him nine times
I'm in the street and
I'm still doin' crime
Just hit for 50 man, why would I sign
Bulletproof like 50 in '05
Shootin' that stick like it's 4th of July
I don't trust shit man
These bitches be lyin'
50 gang, Yhap Gang, you know that shit tied
Talkin' that shit now you on Channel 5
Niggas be plottin'
They start droppin' dimes

Shooters around me, you know I'm protected
You testin' that shit then
You learnin' your lesson
How you a shooter but don't got no weapon?
That stick always on me
I'm paying attention
I'm coppin' that lawyer
Ain't tryna get sentenced
12 try to test me, I'm jumping them fences
Still in the trap
Hittin' doors off the hinges
Slime'd him so bad
Man I know he want vengeance
Got some shooters in the D like the Pistons
Free all my niggas that's
Stuck in the system
Triple cross king, you know I'm gon triple
Quick draw on a nigga then snatch his pistol
Hollow tips hit your ass
Now your ass critical
Niggas be flexin, man they not official
No co-defendant, I do my dirt solo
Don't get your ass rolled
Like a muhfuckin' stroller (on gang)

Yeah I'm posted in the
Muhfuckin' trenches nigga, on gangway
Right now nigga beezy B in the cut nigga
You know how the fuck we
Rockin' trapped out nigga
Riverdale shit fuck
You talm bout free the whole
Mob nigga, free Pink, free Rio
Free Stunna, free Huncho nigga
You know how the fuck we rockin' nigga
Get your ass hit with that
223 nigga aR-15 with that hundred round
Drum nigga you know how
We bomin' free the nigga Gwaluh too
Nigga you know how the fuck
We rockin' on GANG get your ass
Shit bagged off that shit