A-Z Lyrics Database
Welcome! Login | Register
Lyrics   »   N   »   Nappy Roots Lyrics   »   Slums Lyrics

Nappy Roots - Slums Lyrics

Font:      
Align:    
  • sample is cut up]
  • "Please baby, please don't leave"
  • [R. Prophit]
  • We rappers in the slums.. alright..
  • Let's get this mother*****er crunkin from Kentucky to Baghdad
  • Ya pops was always gone but that didn't make him a bad dad
  • We still managed to eat, and come to think wattn't half bad
  • But Doug was always humerous bout the things they would never have
  • Now I was born in Oakland better known as the Cold Town
  • Done seen too many folk down, some put the soul down
  • Done heard my momma cryin if I knew what I know now
  • I'd pro'ly have to greet the party room with the fo' pound
  • I'm tryna keep my head on straight to keep me from catchin
  • in case I feel my insides burnin, musta swallowed all twenty-eight
  • I'm drinkin milk with magnesium, but still I ain't feelin straight
  • Some mo' had murdered my granddad over real-estate
  • [Hook: R. Prophit w/ sample playing in background]
  • Rappers in the slums... rappers in the slums...
  • Rappers in the slums... aww, aww, aww, aww...
  • Rappers in the slums... rappers in the slums...
  • Rappers in the slums... aww, aww, aww, aww...
  • [Big V]
  • Puffy, if I put it out - sucky, if I pull it out
  • Ohh me, ya better kick it out, or ya livin in a haunted house
  • Ran how you tried to run, came how you tried to come
  • Did what you couldn't do, difference between me and you
  • Slum for a while now, country for a lifetime
  • Cool is what I choose to be, but that ain't what I used to be
  • Muddy waters couldn't drown a nigga, bloodhounds on the trail for real
  • Shakin up this rap shit, givin niggaz hell for real
  • Turn a hold the dog deal, mucus and you hearin right
  • National Geographic ain't, *****in with this wildlife
  • Hissin; I'm finna strike, rattlin; I'm finna bite
  • Hell with a blue light, *****in with no rooms tonight!
  • [Hook - 2X]
  • [Scales]
  • Now once again, you see me layin down the law
  • These cowards tryna catch me like my hustle gotta fall
  • ***** I'm Southern bred
  • That's where you break it down to raw and then you flush the rest
  • I said you break it down to raw and then you flush the rest
  • And I ain't playin witcha'll haters since y'all *****ed up my order
  • Got me playin with a gram, coulda been up to a quarter
  • Now my cousin, called me up and said he finally did it
  • Graduated from a handheld, to primary digits
  • Cuz in the slums we don't work we just grind and gamble
  • Guarunteed I got that shit, niggaz dyin to sample
  • Now whattchu know about that work from the states of Georgia
  • Cook so thick, collard, grits and water (we in the slums!)
  • [Hook

  • Report error in lyric




    The Slums lyrics by Nappy Roots is property of their respective authors, artists and labels and are strictly for non-commercial use only.
    Copyright © 2009-2026 Azlyricdb.com. All Rights Reserved | Privacy policy | Blog
    You are now viewing Nappy Roots Slums Lyrics