MJG Slippin' Lyrics

[MJG]
I'm sick of, here come the n____s with blue steel
Maybe them n____s don't let you slide, maybe they will
I'm sending back slugs to n____s that wanna creep
The killer tried taking me thinking I was asleep
MJ, don't give a f___ what they say
You think you livin' large you livin' a slim day
Ain't no m_________er takin' the s___ I worked fo'
See that's the reason n____s get killed and hurt though
Occupation is none, that n____ wanna get a gun
Run up and try to get me lay down and get done
Weak b____, I ain't got no time for cheap tricks
I'm looking through ya s___, I'm able to peep quick
Don't say that, dribble the n____s that try to fade me
First f___ing possible chance they wanna blaze me
n____s who real and wanna continue living
Put a cap in they a__ if they try to catch you slippin'

[Hook]
They want ya money
They caught ya slippin' baby
They're gonna take it away from you, it's true
They saw ya coming
They got ya running and
Pulled out they're weapons, what are you gonna do

[SKIT: Woman setting up man for a jack]
d___ baby it's raining harder than a m_________er
Hurry up and open the door [Door unlocks and open]
Alright baby just don't slip [Door closes]
s___, ooh it's wetter than a m_________er, where's ya restroom
First door to the right
We still on for tonight baby
Yeah baby we still on
Oh d___ baby, this is a beautiful home you have baby
Thank you baby, let me go get some music on
[Door opens, music begins playing]
Come on out of the closet baby, he's in the restroom
[Door opens, *pee hitting water*]
Ahh, s___, I'ma beat the s___ out this p____ tonight [Gunshot and crash]
OH s___!, n____ f___ you, f___ [Hit]
Give me that m_________ing piece you got on n____
Oh s___ it ain't even gotta be like this brotha, f___ that s___
n____ I want the m_________ing Rolex
n____ I want the m_________ing Nikes you got on, ho
Ah s___, n____ f___ this b____ you f___ing with ho
n____ give me, n____ give me what ya got

[Verse 2]
I beat em' like they daddy never did
The same punk who took it too far when we was kids
The knife got stuck in his back, slick move
You robbed another brother so what did the s___ prove
You breaking down killers in bushes when they be hiding
They make a sound, one hundred rounds, I'm landing five
In they chest plates, staying at home
It would've been a n____s best place
Shame to find they in a hurry for a death day
Stopping the heart of any attacker
Got his b____ wanna ride with me, don't have to ask her
Bringing action to the field whenever you n____s ready
When you hear the rubber burn, I'm hanging up out the Chevy
With a straight aim, n____ I blew em' up out the frame
Street tops scattered with tricks with false game
You can't pull me off of my toes, I'm still tippy
Now play with ya life, than try to catch a n____ slippin'

[Hook x2]