order of my list that it's in - It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac... [Echoes] [Verse: 2Pac] Where my thugs at Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug
(feat. Slim Thug & Bun B) [Slim Thug:] Yeah, Slim Thugga, the motha fuckin boss (It's southern smoke you heard me) Bosshog outlawz boyz in blue (Southern
keep it proper you know what it is patna this some lightwork ain't even gotta call godfather Mobsta, had the old phantom now the drop son 3rd the king of cloverland, Slim thug
we fucked in the club, pussy got wet when you saw the swangers on dubs A thug from around the way like Slim Thug, but I need pussy like a dope fiend
fit, cause we run this rap shit Bout it bout it out the bricks, so real niggas feel this [Slim Thug] Long as my blood flow, Slim Thug gon chase do'
[E.S.G] Uh-oh, better let us loose It's going down Boss Hoggin' entertainment Big Denero entertainment E.S.G. and Slim Thug Feel it man, feel it man
I roll them corners and drop four birds with four words Niggas get the flippin Before niggas get the missin I'm known for that duct tape, rope and pistol whippin Back door, dope
with all my fuckin' cash Couldn't hunt two quarter front so I had to bust that ass You went and got all my dope then you stuck like Chuck Like Slim said
Slim Thug) [E.S.G:] Uh-oh, better let us loose It's going down Boss Hoggin' entertainment Big Denero entertainment E.S.G. and Slim Thug Feel it man,
Lies man, man you're crazy Look at Donald D comin' through the door late We're makin' a record, brother What you're doin' so late, man What's up, man
(feat. Slim Thug) [Jody: talking] It's for tha streets, (yeah) yeah (Stackin paper) Stackin paper nigga (Jody Breeze) Jody Breeze From Griffin to
disrespectin' laws Just doin' it the Bone Thug way Yeah, nigga, you gotta be crazy fuckin' with Layzie And all these Mo Thug killers We them ex-dope dealers
in they asses! I'm teachin classes, Dope Slangin 101 These hoe-ass niggaz don't want, none of Bun - I'm takin the hood back [Chorus: Slim Thug] Niggaz
don't stop) I got them thug ass niggaz with the syrup (with the syrup) And you know that we always blowing herb (blowing herb) And in the club man you
[X] Pssh, man I need a lighter man [E] Right here [X] Yeahhh.. whassup Slim? [E] What's crackin? [X] Hit this shit [E] Ssshhit I almost hit this motherfucker
[50 Cent] Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of dope I wouldn't snitch on my peoples
when I flow Pulling that dope when I hit the door Pin roll aka the fat man got love for the ones who got love for me Thug for me roll up with me and
s my time (Rick Ross) It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man) (Dade County dope boy) [Verse 1:] I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack I don't give