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(feat. Lil B, Trae, Jay Ton, Dougie D, Lil T, and Pimp Sk) [Lil B] I'ma swang down left-right, looking real good Hiram-Clarke representer, represent my hood It's understood, I'ma wreck on a track Clack hats, making underground chumps back-back Grab the gat, tell a nigga where the haters at These lyrics still living, cause of that Fat Pat So I'ma roll and stroll, and hold it down for the South You can tell by the words, coming out of my mouth It go down, whoa now we gon clown Act a fool with these lyrics, when I'm fucking around I go hard and hard, and go hard in the booth I'm a nigga that'll knock your tooth, or teeth loose For the respect I earned, you gon learn bout me Do you really wanna see, the L-I-L-B Lil B, I'll say it for you cats that's slow Slow Loud And Bangin', still taking your toll [Hook] Musi ques, I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat pue zoo My kizzer, pous zigga ay zee It's all kizza it's always like It' all kizza it' always like SongtexteNa zound wa zee, a zoom zoom zee [Trae] Trae hopped out the lane, wide frame on 4's My trunk done lifted up, banging "I Got Hoes" You never gon see me, cause my mind frame gone And plus I got tint, that's blacker than Grace Jones Trae be out of sight, you know that I'ma shine And when I spit these flows, you gotta press rewind Guerilla Maab for li', I'm hotter than twelve heaters In Miami on a beach, with a hell of a senorita In a galleria, I'm Burberry to the toe And I'm walking with a limp, when I slide past hoes With my hands on my nuts, capping on bops My show be in the back, doing the H-Town walk I'm a wrecker, garunteed to shut shit down In a Lac, it's garunteed my bubble gon recline In a sack, I'm garunteed to knock a bitch down It's a fact I smile, the bitch niggaz go blind [Hook] [Jay'Ton] It's Jay'Ton, flipping so thoed In a wide body, sitting so low In a fo' do', crawling real slow Got everybody on the block, looking like whoa It's hot in here, and dog I can't lie Lil' Jay so fly, with hoes that go live In a ride, I'm 17 diamonds blinding Six in the top, you know that they shining Sitting in a slab, you know I'm reclining Gripping on grain, and knocking off the lining With pyrex, please don't plex With the S to the K, when I rep my set [Dougie D] Like James Brown, I make you holla out aaaah And touch yourself, cause bitch I'm so live Smoking on fire, engulfing a cloud and I'm high Right now, I'm feeling just like I could fly With J-Mo, bending corners on 20 inch tires We stay blowed, looking like Japanese in our eyes Hold up, tell me what you wan' do S.L.A.B. bitch, get out the way move D-O-U-G to the I-E I'm keeping it funky for real, as y'all see I'm so thoed, moving ahead like full speed Niggaz be hating, and wanna baller block me Can't do it, I'm like a nut that's bout to bust I'm hard to hold, look bitch now what Feel that, peep words of a young Mack While fucking your bitch, in the back of a Cadillac [Lil T] Lil T who I be, never been a hater Pulled up on the scene, in a drop Navigator It's going down, in the Dirty H-Town Young ass nigga, putting it down trying to shine I know you know, I ain't never been a hoe Beating up the block, with my uncle By-Bo Fa sho hoe, that's how it's gon go S-L-A-B, and you boys you better know [Pimp Skinny] Pimp Skinny, pulling up so clean Mug on mean, and my Cadillac sixteen 24's, like I'm Fiend Cause I'ma break off the scene, with shoot to see and the dreams Gangsta lean, I put it down when I strut Don't give a fuck, cause you bitches'll get touched Now who is us, we S-L-A-B Ain't no fucking with we, in this dirty ass industry [Hook x2] Aus Songtexte Mania