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Alz Hendrix - No Slack Lyrics

[Intro: 38 Shamz]
(Flarez Official)
Who's fuckin' with the crips?
(Ayo SV)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(You are now locked into Pacman TV)

[Chorus: 38 Shamz]
He a slimy nigga, be fucking with them crips
We made it out now, guess she wanna suck my dick
Bitches ain't shit, now look who got drip
Tinted out whips, rolling with sticks
Unexpected chases, irrelevant cases
Now she nameless fucked her in a basement
Been there, done that
Shot pies flapjacks, three tracks, four placks
Grind hard, don't slack

[Verse 1: Alz & 38 Shamz]
Push weight, protein, sippin' on this Codeine
Found out I'm Alz, now I'm all up in her ovaries
'Mali money makin', watch thе way I feed my whole team
Can't push my buttons 'cause I'm clutching, look closеly
OT fiends akh, trap house, G pack
Inter too strong, I done see them nitties relapse
Sometimes I bug when I'm trippin' off that high tech
Thinkin' 'bout Stizz made a promise that we up next
Me and Alz just made a change
Now I guess we was the same
Pop a perk, side effects, you just saw his blood stain
Na ni na na, I can laugh haha
Na na ni na na, I can laugh haha
[Chorus: 38 Shamz]
He a slimy nigga, be fucking with them crips
We made it out now, guess she wanna suck my dick
Bitches ain't shit, now look who got drip
Tinted out whips, rolling with sticks
Unexpected chases, irrelevant cases
Now she nameless fucked her in a basement
Been there, done that
Shot pies flapjacks, three tracks, four placks
Grind hard, don't slack

[Verse 2: 38 Shamz]
I got bitches tryna fuck me for a bag, but I ain't talking Chanel
Grind, can you not tell?
Talking like I'm from hell, still in the block baby what a broken child
Mummy always telling me remove your frown
Prince, but there's no crown
Guess list you're the real clown
How you not grinding with no reason?
Still ballin every season, show no love I ain't talking Cleveland
Found a stain that's... (yo)
They said I lost my mind I started laughing
He wanna stop this but there's no stallin'
In the back tryna corn him
We aiming high there's no falling
[Chorus: 38 Shamz]
He a slimy nigga, be fucking with them crips
We made it out now, guess she wanna suck my dick
Bitches ain't shit, now look who got drip
Tinted out whips, rolling with sticks
Unexpected chases, irrelevant cases
Now she nameless fucked her in a basement
Been there, done that
Shot pies flapjacks, three tracks, four placks
Grind hard, don't slack