gon blow a pound, and don't know how to inhale it And I ain't seen you slam a motherfucking thang, on my block Except a throw with a '57 Nova, when that
hatin tryna keep us from reachin the top so I'm a mash for the cash like the S.U.C and the G - A - N - G is the S - L - A - B [Verse 3: Boss] It's the
from sun up to sun down And this is how it go down, Screwed Up and slowed down [Lil' B:] S.L.A.B. soldiers mashing on, can a nigga feel a G R.I.P. to
left This C.L., from the West mayn [Hook: x4] S.L.A.B. bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way [Lil' B:] H.A.W.K. done rolled
with a big old grill we roll real in a hot pursuit I got's to shoot loving the game to the world everytime I get down S-L-A-B Slow Loud And Bangin, bringing
in they face, and if you don't know S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin Forever gon show up, but ay I want you to peep this [Lil' B:] Me and Trae popped up
's time for hangin' out Gather, or rather form a circle around a loud 'Cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowd Is it because he's runnin
weee gon play If you wanna go to war pick out yo day heeeeyyy these niggaz better stay out my way Slow loud and bangin Slow slow loud and bangin in yo
bangin' out jeeps rockin' beats in the streets when there's time for hangin' out gather, or rather form a circle around a loud 'cause brothers or others
Boys And Slow Loud And Bangin', see this how the real Put it on the S.L.A.B. shit, pass that here boy [Trae] It's the return of a Maab nigga, sending
2000 and 3, it's your boy right here [Hook] [talking] Yeah, we keep in playa mode baby S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin' Trae, Dougie D, Lil B, Jay'Ton
your whip I'm bout my chips as I dip, on a solo tip It's still Slow Loud And Bangin', on a bitch nigga'z ass A buck-six on the dash, showing ass on glass
S.L.A.B., swanging wide and looking thoed That's how them S.L.A.B. niggaz roll You know, we still Slow Loud And Bangin', S.L.A.B [Lil Head] Now why