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[talking] Yeah, Slim Thugger, Boss Hogg Outlawz Boyz-N-Blue, H-Town to N.Y [Slim Thug] Reintroducing from Houston, Slim Thug the Boss Not from N.Y., but in my city I rep the North Down South I'm popular, in the streets and the hood But even when I'm in the East, my people treat me real good And the West got much respect, for the boy Slim Thugger I connected across the states, with all the hustlers Most folks say they fuck with me, cause they know I keep it real One of the richest independent rappers, without a deal And still I keep it G, cause basically that's me And everything I speak on, when you see me you'll see And I ain't gon lie I never killed, and I prolly never will But I'll send niggaz to your crib, and tell 'em send me the bill My bank account well over a mill, and it feel real good But I still got more hustle, than most niggaz in the hood I just had to quickly brief you, and properly greet you I'm Slim Thugger, New York it's a pleasure to meet you [Kyleon] I'm a menace to society, like Caine and O-Dog I keep it so gangsta, when I'm bringing the flow dog I'm highly anticipated, like a fiend when he bringing the blow dog SongtexteSo you bet' not back-do' me, if I'm speaking befo' y'all I can spit a few verses, that'll weaken your flow dog You're not that nice, I been peeping your flow dog Cause I'm not the type of nigga, to bow down to the cunt black I can go off a weak beat, even a crunk track I'm finna to start making rappers, bar they contracts I'm a G five apple mack, you more like a come back I'm the nigga that your main gal, keeping in contact I knock her down daily, you ain't hit for a month flat Since Kyleon came, I done stained niggaz brains I got 'em all listening, to the game's Mark Twain I'm the shit from 2-49, to Hiram-Clarke mayn I'm what they banging in Benzes, and in they parks mayn I can rock a fella, like Oschino and Sparks mayn Bust 'em up, body bag 'em outline 'em in chalk mayn Cause I'm a threat to these niggaz, like weapons of mass destruction Cause we keep undergrounds, in mass production So you better watch, who your bitch ass discussing Cause you don't want a hollow point bullet, to pass your buttons I ain't fin to put a bullet, in your ass for nothing Just in case that you thought, Kyleon ass was bluffing [talking] It's your boy Jamming Ass Joe Keeping it going, going down going live Like that chere, I'm up in this Motherfucking Hogg, but we done turned It into Funk hoe, I got motherfucking Yellow ass tied up, duct taped over there He ain't goin be going nowhere for a while T-Pop had to step out, and do his lil' thang His lil' smoke break, you know how he do it But I want y'all to make sure Y'all go pick up that Boyz-N-Blue On April 13th brah, when it come out It's Jamming Ass Joe, moving out Aus Songtexte Mania