clueless, the streets with the hills blueless Cops knocking at the door, got me looking real foolish But I still do this, like I love it, even though I thug
ass, fuckin' these hoes, ballin' till we fallin' Drankin' too much but it's all good (All good) It's all gravy dog watchin' they dogs come out Thugged
mouth Realest rhyming in the south Back to back track to track none of yall can get with that Lil' Flip and Slim Thug always making paper stacks [Slim Thug
merchant Righteous way, this is a matter of extreme urgence I love rap 'cause it seems earnest Love this joint 'cause we reworked it Love cell phones with free
keep it pimpin so don't talk to me If it ain't 'bout business, cause talk is cheap (talk is cheap) [Verse 2 - Chamillionaire - imitating Slim Thug] Ha
your set, and take notes for my lesson Everywhere I go, I hear dumb ass questions Do you know Slim Thug, is he really a thug Is Ron C a DJ, or does that
, so they clocking my dollas Me, Poppy, Joe and Fox all riding Impalas I'm breaking bread with Mike Jones, and Slim Thug the Boss It's Paul Wall, still
a buzz as big as Gorilla Mob, Slim Thug and Boosie I'm tired of the gimmicks, I am the realest y'all niggas is goofy I miss that U.G.K. free that Pimp
and lifes a bitch they cant stand to see a young nigga get rich I was thrust some bad cards became a thug with no love cause lifes hard [Soulja Slim
early in the mornin' runnin' out the crack house The Grimm Reaper, tried to blow my back out, you feel me Is there a heaven for a thug with thug ways
ll visit ya, lay ya in critical condition So don't get it twisted nigga But back to the pimpin nigga Intercontinental you can catch me laid up Somethin with a fly face, slim
can't forget about the homie Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song I fuck with Slim Thug and my nigga Bun B Can't do that without saying free
Master p talking: Say brah, I got to say wassup to all the soldiers and soldierettes And to this district system free soulja slim Cause they jocking
me Come to Houston, Texas and see swangaz and 'lacs And don't forget to tell the people that the legends are back, yeah [Slim Thug:] It's Slim Thug
We got that green stuff, Big Tite Lil' Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg Fin to put it all in y'all face I got too much money, too much cash
they clocking my dollas Me, Poppy, Joe and Fox all riding Impalas I'm breaking bread with Mike Jones, and Slim Thug the Boss It's Paul Wall, still representing
brain When I'm done fucking her brain, I'll give you back your name [Hook - 2x] Cause when I'm in the club, hoes show me love I hit Watts and Slim Thug
ya, lay ya in critical condition So don't get it twisted nigga But back to the pimpin nigga Intercontinental you can catch me laid up Somethin with a fly face, slim