don't get caught slippin', yea it might go down, don't get caught slippin' yea it might go down. [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Young nigga seventeen, tryin' get
down Don't get caught slipping, yeah it might go down Don't get caught slipping, yeah it might go down [Verse 1] Young nigga seventeen, trying to get
love at all Huh 2005 Stay alive, don't die, that's how we ride You can't home me You can't home me You can't home me
, feel me [C-Murder:] My dog my ace, boy wanna take my place My nigga turned sour, when I went upstate Use to be my homie, till I caught this case Now
don't believe you niggas It don't stop, I slip in my clip and set trip It's the Dogg and Hawksta, Weirdos and Mafias Mafia/Weirdos it really don't matter
Park Crippin' We stay set trippin' On them Slobs that's slippin' Slobs keep on slippin' Slobs keep on slippin' [TROLL] Undercover Slob ain't shit, that's on Crip I can't
Bompton LIME HOOD is down with the MOB HOLLY HOOD and CROSS ATLANTIC off of Bompton Boulevard Every town has an ELM STREET but not a Freddy Krueger Don't get caught
ride back to the 9 block you be You niggas don't realize I'm from the street Hit around the corner with the elementary With the homie from the 'hood So
