Kurupt

Kurupt - Can'T Let That Slide songtekst

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This goes out to all y'all tellin' my bitch what you saw

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Thinkin' I won't check shit (whaaat?!) or these mouths on records

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Talkin' shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!



Well Uh-Uh, Uh

(Say what?!)

Uh-Uh

(Say what?!)

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!





Early mornin'

I just awoke

Just took a sip and just took a smoke

The phone rang

Niggas spittin' game

The same ol'

Same ol'

Same ol' thang

Talkin' 'bout life

Talkin' 'bout bitches

Talkin' 'bout money...

Cars...

And switches

And all of a sudden he switched talkin' about some kill shit

'Bout this bitch ass nigga talkin' some real shit





This goes out to all y'all tellin' my bitch what you saw

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Thinkin' I won't check shit or these mouths on records

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Talkin' shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!



Well Uh-Uh, Uh

Well Uh-Uh, Uh

(Say what?!)

(No way!)

(Say what?!)

Uh-Uh

(Say what?!)

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!





You know I'm chip-toothed, motherfucker

You about to get slapped like a motherfuckin' bitch for that

(Say what?!)

You got a lot of rap homie, not to know a nigga

Don't talk a nigga, show a nigga

Don't think it nigga, live it, nigga

Don't run it, nigga

Gun it, nigga

(Man, fuck that!)

Don't fake niggas, quake niggas

I ain't no bitch nigga

(I ain't none)

So don't play me like a bitch nigga

You lil' bitch nigga

Change the switch nigga

Wanna get rich nigga

(Nigga!)

Fuck and make a motherfuckin' nigga dick itch, nigga

Why you mad at me?

(Why you mad homie?)

Walk without

Talkin' 'bout what you talkin' 'bout

You must be that Madd Rapper (hehe)

Puffy and them was talkin' about

Nigga put a dick in yo mouth

And shut the fuck up!

(Nigga!)

You lil' bitch!

(Bitch!)

I hear you talkin' but you ain't sayin shit!





Now this goes out to all y'all (all y'all!) tellin' my bitch what you saw

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

(Snitch ass niggas!)

They thinkin' I won't check shit or these mouths on records

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

(Bitch nigga!)

Talkin' shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!



No way!

(Say what?!)

(Say what?!)

Uh-Uh

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Uh-Uh

Uh-Uh

No way!

(Say what?!)

(Say what?!)

(Say what?!)

Bitch!

No way!

Uh-Uh

(Say what?!)

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Uh-Uh

Bounce

(Yo!)

Bounce

Bounce

But no way...

Uh-Uh

Uh-Uh

(Say what?!)

(Say what?!)

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Uh-Uh





If you gonna rob with us, nigga rooob!

If you gonna mash with us, nigga maaash!

Instead we be dumpin' on cowards and bonin' out with the cash

So when a nigga run up on you

In a blue ski mask

(Run nigga!  Run!)

'Cause I come (Heeeey!) murda yo

Drawin' skits

It's like bustin' a orange

You get terminated

Our rhymes is esquisite

Explicit, and R-Rated

You askin' why I'm laughing 'cause it's kinda funny to me

You really think you gonna come and take my money from me?

Well, I can't let that slide

I'm fittin' to trip

Pop my Olde English and get into some gangsta shhh!

What's my name?

Roscoe!  Roscoe!

My big brah

Kurupt!  Kurupt!

And what we do:

We rob! We rob!

And can't let... that slide!  that slide!

Nigga... What?!

What?!

What?!

We raw doggs, Cuz





This goes out to all y'all tellin' (Nigga!) my bitch what you saw

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Thinkin' I won't check shit (Ey yo Cuz!), mouths on records

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Talkin' shit on T.V., bitch up when you see me

Bitch nigga, I can't let that sliiiide!



Uh-Uh

(Say what?!)

(No way!)

(Say what?!)

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!



This goes out to all y'all tellin' my bitch what you saw

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Thinkin' I won't check shit (Whaaaat?!), mouths on records

Hell naw I can't let that sliiiide!

Talkin' shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga

Bitch nigga, I can't let that sliiiide!



But no way!

Uh-Uh

(Say what?!)

Hell naw, I can't let that sliiiide!

But no way...
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