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Snap Dogg - Step On Lyrics



Snap Dogg - Step On Lyrics




[ Featuring Icewear Vezzo ]

You know what we on no cap

(I'm Kured)

Slide! Got a hundred in this bitch
Yeah!

Yeah, get your shit took
Some' like a chandelier how my wrists look
Get to steppin' on shit like I'm Bigfoot
Cuttin' at the table lookin' like
I'm tryna fix lunch

(yeah) i can send them killers they gon'
Pop out where you stand
Drop a lot of niggas on the
- I can't say that
I got six rings, and the whole city know that
How you claim you got the bag but that post
That's a throwback

I'm a real street nigga and they know that
How you got your shit took
And ain't blow back?
40 on me, 30 hangin' out like a coat rack
Left the with a half a
Mil' and got more racks

Have you ever robbed a nigga
With a bust down? (Nope)
I done did a slide mission
Chеck the score now
Get thе drac' with a drum, it's a showdown
My younga just got two, he a pronoun

I be gettin' to trippin' I
Be on this niggas' heads
I'm a real demon nigga
So don't push me to the edge
You a momma, roses
Nigga that's how we gon' play it
Just to show you I can get
Cause I'm crazy in the head

Six racks, now I'm lazy off the rip
Bust two 40's down
Yeah that's 80 on my hands
Before the Zaz we wen't crazy with the Reds
Never told on no case
I done took it to the chin nigga

In Somerset in the wraith
You with a fan in it
Seat full of baby bottles like the kids in it
We got tired of taking L's, time to win nigga
A nigga up for that paper, we'll trim niggas

In the Lamb' I be trippin' with
A hundred on my neck
I just hit a freak bitch
And her best friend next
Do a mission in the minivan
Hit him and I got his mans
I'm a nigga, I even drop the middle man

Yeah, I got Skittles in
Ay, stack the money up to the ceiling fan
Did a little fed time and I'm still a man
30 racks on me at the club, finna

Yeah, aye, you an opp nigga
I ain't got no friends with me
Just a chop with me
Before I started selling lean used
To cop with me
Couldn't kill a nigga at the show
Cause the cops were there
Yeah, you the police
Had a one man indictement, no co lease
Got a hundred sticks with me when I'm OT
Baby bag on, we gon' push it like OT

The f*ck these niggas talkin' about nigga?
East to west, nigga
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You know what we on no cap

(I'm Kured)

Slide! Got a hundred in this bitch
Yeah!

Yeah, get your shit took
Some' like a chandelier how my wrists look
Get to steppin' on shit like I'm Bigfoot
Cuttin' at the table lookin' like
I'm tryna fix lunch

(yeah) i can send them killers they gon'
Pop out where you stand
Drop a lot of niggas on the
- I can't say that
I got six rings, and the whole city know that
How you claim you got the bag but that post
That's a throwback

I'm a real street nigga and they know that
How you got your shit took
And ain't blow back?
40 on me, 30 hangin' out like a coat rack
Left the with a half a
Mil' and got more racks

Have you ever robbed a nigga
With a bust down? (Nope)
I done did a slide mission
Chеck the score now
Get thе drac' with a drum, it's a showdown
My younga just got two, he a pronoun

I be gettin' to trippin' I
Be on this niggas' heads
I'm a real demon nigga
So don't push me to the edge
You a momma, roses
Nigga that's how we gon' play it
Just to show you I can get
Cause I'm crazy in the head

Six racks, now I'm lazy off the rip
Bust two 40's down
Yeah that's 80 on my hands
Before the Zaz we wen't crazy with the Reds
Never told on no case
I done took it to the chin nigga

In Somerset in the wraith
You with a fan in it
Seat full of baby bottles like the kids in it
We got tired of taking L's, time to win nigga
A nigga up for that paper, we'll trim niggas

In the Lamb' I be trippin' with
A hundred on my neck
I just hit a freak bitch
And her best friend next
Do a mission in the minivan
Hit him and I got his mans
I'm a nigga, I even drop the middle man

Yeah, I got Skittles in
Ay, stack the money up to the ceiling fan
Did a little fed time and I'm still a man
30 racks on me at the club, finna

Yeah, aye, you an opp nigga
I ain't got no friends with me
Just a chop with me
Before I started selling lean used
To cop with me
Couldn't kill a nigga at the show
Cause the cops were there
Yeah, you the police
Had a one man indictement, no co lease
Got a hundred sticks with me when I'm OT
Baby bag on, we gon' push it like OT

The f*ck these niggas talkin' about nigga?
East to west, nigga
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Writer: ALEX KARABETSOS, ICEWEAR VEZZO, JASON VANN
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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