Big Remo
Текст песни Slum Livin

Slum living high this is 96
Wipe the shoulders, I'm a soldier
Made it at the trench

Yeah, it go, still slumming it
The youngest are the dumbest
I live it up, true school
Ain't starting shit
Let me squeeze for you,
Jacket style, run and kick
On everything...we on this shit
Fighting cases like a mater in front of them
Often this world around the corner
From my mama crib
Corner stores like extortion when I own the hit
Follow your troubles baby
You joking a couple chips
Chipping the angel like a dip in the minute
My bitch pushin...
For a couple of pennies
When they do what they did to me
All you haters was hating
As if I couldn't deliver
I ain't new with this system
Not cool with is the feeling
But I offer a service
No server when I ...
This a cold world
And when I'm in the city I'm silly
I'm in the country, I'm lunching this big

Slum livin
I've been on my shit since 96
In my 22 smoke the weed, got my Heineken
Wipe the shoulders, I'm a soldier
Made it at the trench
Despite the obvious
I'm on my sleepwalker shit
Made money money
Made money money
I go make money money
Make money money

Late night, it's been a great life
I'm eating good
Need around, thanksgiving
Imma feed the hood
I'm winning like I'm 2 and a half men
Four hours, few mix tapes from cashing in
Wipe a nigger if I ever leave this tad shit
Everywhere my sell
I feeling like I'm backwards
Madock in my ear
Like hoes you got a family
I'm in this shit
Like yo, I know I got a fam to feed
I got a fantasy
Now introduce the freaks
It's bout the reason for the safe nigger to OD
I ain't chasing strangers

Just trying to get my music leaked
This ain't fortuitous
But nigger that's the Tulare
Sent the hundred to my cousin
Like the south keg
He say I'm walking on haters
Bring the south back
I'm underground and can't compete
With my soundtrack
Is how I get

Slum livin
I've been on my shit since 96
In my 22 smoke the weed, got my Heineken
Wipe the shoulders, I'm a soldier
Made it at the trench
Despite the obvious
I'm on my sleepwalker shit
Made money money
Made money money
I go make money money
Make money money


Slum livin
I've been on my shit since 96
Wipe the shoulders, I'm a soldier
Made it at the trench
Slum livin
I've been on my shit since 96
Wipe the shoulders, I'm a soldier
Made it at the trench

Slum livin
I've been on my shit since 96
Maybe it was 86, I always disagree this shit
But back in 06 I was flying bricks
Out 9 to 5
Out of making nigger mind drift
I'm on bad boy
Ride with the fly bricks
Take a syndrome
But it's only in the nigger blood
The portion, the mansion
Nigger what
Versace shoes
Versace shoes
Imma get this money
I don't care what I do
Back then I had an ignorant attitude
But deep in the truc
Make them niggers mad at you
Condos with the flat screen
Drug dealers, rap kings
Why move the Clive things
If it's rain and it's real
Then I rap things
I thank God that I made it out that thin

Slum livin
I've been on my shit since 96
Wipe the shoulders, I'm a soldier
Made it at the trench
Slum livin
I've been on my shit since 96
Wipe the shoulders, I'm a soldier
Made it at the trench