Caught U Slippin'

Lyrics for Caught U Slippin'

Aw yeah, straight up outta Four Corners Pimpinville Tommy Wright the third up in this bitch They got me fucked on some hoe shit Check it out 9 on my waistline, assed out, needed some dope 5 for that fifty try to flip it double it like a pro Made a 100 dollars spend 30 on quarter ounce Made 60 dollars cuz all my 60's assed out Took 50 dollars from the 70 that I didn't spend Bought a half ounce, 11 sacks, made 110 20 dollars plus 110 plus 60 made 190 Bought- 10 for the Ville fronted 5 to my nigga Tiny Took the left over 90 Bought a ounce of indo Tiny brought me back 45 Said he got chased but he lied Smoked his ass, choked his ass, broke his ass Now he's gone Took that 45 he brought me bought myself a smaller tone Had 200 from the ounce plus the 5 rocks left over From the ten I had at first I gave him when he smoked my bowlers Spend 2 dollars at store bought energizers for my beeper Don't quit on me now my nigga Rest my nerves by smokin' reefer Later on that day kept serving' in my hooptie ride Bought a pound of weed for 350 put that to the side Made a side deal wit Jack Owens Said he wanted a cut For keeping' them folks up on my ass But 50 percent was just too much Sold my hooptie for 500 pound was sold in a deuce 12-50 strong and all so I spent it on the juice Wouldn't give Jack Owens the cut so he tried to kill me So I put a contract out on his ass so he killed him self G Pigs already knew the game Sure Jack Owens there was caught Then I went through his shit found my name Find out what he had bought Went to his house to find two kilos I had hid Folks jumped out from everywhere Damn the blue boys caught me slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' Nine on my waistline got his ass on the scope Lincoln Continental I don't know if it's a rental But I seen him coming from the bank getting cheese from the teller When I see some money I just go crazy like helter skelter Followed his ass waited for this punk to make the wrong move Every turn he made, I made, constantly stalking playing it cool Nigga had a cop on I saw the antenna on the back Legs shaking cuz I'm scared, nervous with my hand on the gat Tired of this fucking chase I want the money my nigga do, too Eye to eye contact, he seen me through his rearview He know I'm on his ass fuck it grab the gun turn out the light (Ay there what you lookin at, get his ass mane) His wife is looking back at me, them white folks made another right Pulled up on a parking lot I knew something was different (What the fuck is this) I followed him to a precinct damn them white folks caught me slippin' (aw shit the folks) I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin' I caught you slippin', my nigga, I caught you slippin'