S.L.A.B. (Slow Loud and Bangin')
Show You How It Go
(feat. Z-Ro, Cl'Che, Mr. 3-2, 2)
[talking]
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, it's hot than a bitch
Now that we done got rich
I'm fin to throw a home run pitch, know I'm tal'n bout
[Hook]
When I slam candy do's, (I'ma show you how it go)
When I push a wide load, (I'ma show you how it go)
When I pull bad hoes, (I'ma show you how it go)
Piece and chain to the flo', (I'ma show you how it go)
When I crawl in a drop, (I'ma show you how it go)
Make a bumper unlock, (I'ma show you how it go)
Make a hating nigga stop, (I'ma show you how it go)
Ha, (I'ma show you how it go)
[Trae]
I'll forever be the nigga, crawling down so thoed
In a wide body tipping, and tossing on 84's
With my 18's shaking and rocking, in slow-mo
With my roll dogs, spitting and fucking with your hoe
In the late night, we block skaters and raiders
And yellow bone penetrators, with more do' than a vega
Better pray for the haters, I'm unknown like Jaga
And for the common denominator, a microphone breaker
Bone hard, rolling the Boulevard
A nigga be talking down, the nigga be getting scarred
Piece and chain to the flo', with a thoed Roy Jones
Ten thousand in my mouth, diamonds all in my earlobe
We ain't broke no mo', nigga we looking good
Representing for my hood, wish a motherfucker would
And would try to talk down, when I'm stepping in the do'
And if you ain't know, then I'ma show you how it go fa sho
[Cl'Che]
S-L-A-B, M double A-B
C-L-C-H-E, we hot in this industry
We mobbing and balling, Cl'Che gon show you how it go
And if you hoes wanna hate, you can answer out the do'
Still dropping these flows, still sexy and petite
Still gangsta bitch, with an attitude from the streets
See a rocking show from Mello, C. Ward and Guerilla Maab
Still hanging on Hollywood Boulevard
With my West Coast rider Ms. Toi, we flashing them boys
Showing 'em how it go, and how a bitch can go hard
From this Dirty 3rd, but you ain't heard
But I bet you hear of me now, cause S.L.A.B. is the word
Underground for my real niggaz, and real chicks
That wanna listen to some raw shit
Cause that's how it go, when you stumble up on a masterpiece
You can't help but feel a bitch, like me Cl'Che
[Lil B]
I'ma show you how it go, down here in H-Town
Young slim ass nigga, that'll let my top down
Still swang the 'Vard, it don't stop
Heater on cock, bout to pull your bop ha
Body rocking and shocking it, like this
20 years old, with plenty rocks up on my wrist
Sunkist up in my cup, plenty purple stuff
With the Rob and Chris G, slip and sliding on buck
All hoes getting fucked, on the late night
Nigga feeling freaky, so you better lay right
Tie your shoes tight, but take 'em off in the bed
For a Hiram-Clarke nigga, that's known to turn heads
Never been scared, to beam infrared
On a hater that's talking down on the click, he's dead
Never been afrai
[talking]
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, it's hot than a bitch
Now that we done got rich
I'm fin to throw a home run pitch, know I'm tal'n bout
[Hook]
When I slam candy do's, (I'ma show you how it go)
When I push a wide load, (I'ma show you how it go)
When I pull bad hoes, (I'ma show you how it go)
Piece and chain to the flo', (I'ma show you how it go)
When I crawl in a drop, (I'ma show you how it go)
Make a bumper unlock, (I'ma show you how it go)
Make a hating nigga stop, (I'ma show you how it go)
Ha, (I'ma show you how it go)
[Trae]
I'll forever be the nigga, crawling down so thoed
In a wide body tipping, and tossing on 84's
With my 18's shaking and rocking, in slow-mo
With my roll dogs, spitting and fucking with your hoe
In the late night, we block skaters and raiders
And yellow bone penetrators, with more do' than a vega
Better pray for the haters, I'm unknown like Jaga
And for the common denominator, a microphone breaker
Bone hard, rolling the Boulevard
A nigga be talking down, the nigga be getting scarred
Piece and chain to the flo', with a thoed Roy Jones
Ten thousand in my mouth, diamonds all in my earlobe
We ain't broke no mo', nigga we looking good
Representing for my hood, wish a motherfucker would
And would try to talk down, when I'm stepping in the do'
And if you ain't know, then I'ma show you how it go fa sho
[Cl'Che]
S-L-A-B, M double A-B
C-L-C-H-E, we hot in this industry
We mobbing and balling, Cl'Che gon show you how it go
And if you hoes wanna hate, you can answer out the do'
Still dropping these flows, still sexy and petite
Still gangsta bitch, with an attitude from the streets
See a rocking show from Mello, C. Ward and Guerilla Maab
Still hanging on Hollywood Boulevard
With my West Coast rider Ms. Toi, we flashing them boys
Showing 'em how it go, and how a bitch can go hard
From this Dirty 3rd, but you ain't heard
But I bet you hear of me now, cause S.L.A.B. is the word
Underground for my real niggaz, and real chicks
That wanna listen to some raw shit
Cause that's how it go, when you stumble up on a masterpiece
You can't help but feel a bitch, like me Cl'Che
[Lil B]
I'ma show you how it go, down here in H-Town
Young slim ass nigga, that'll let my top down
Still swang the 'Vard, it don't stop
Heater on cock, bout to pull your bop ha
Body rocking and shocking it, like this
20 years old, with plenty rocks up on my wrist
Sunkist up in my cup, plenty purple stuff
With the Rob and Chris G, slip and sliding on buck
All hoes getting fucked, on the late night
Nigga feeling freaky, so you better lay right
Tie your shoes tight, but take 'em off in the bed
For a Hiram-Clarke nigga, that's known to turn heads
Never been scared, to beam infrared
On a hater that's talking down on the click, he's dead
Never been afrai