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[talking] Somebody's burning close to the ground I ain't gon panic, I've been here before But I ain't gon lay down, naw naw you sucker I ain't gon lay down, [laughing] [Slim Thug] It's the return, of the young boss None other than the young Slim Thugger, bout to break them boys off Spread the word I got plex I'm destroying these hating niggaz, who got next I'm bout to clear the set like Lil' Wayne, for disrespecting my game Your one second of fame, killed your whole career mayn You niggaz oughtta be ashamed, talking down on me But you're cutthroat, that's why you turned around on me Phony homies, you haters ain't got shit on me You haters went left on me, so I left you by your lonely I did that, and never took a second look back You haters can't go, when the key be off track But fuck that, I had to separate myself And ever since I did that, I've been making my wealth Feel bad for your health, if you ain't on my team Y'all ain't packing what it's gon take, to make this green [Hook] I wish y'all realize, what it takes to make this do' SongtexteThere's no motherfucking way that I, can show you how we roll I wish y'all realize, what it takes to make this green Moves I'm making with my team, so simple as it seems That's gangsta for ya, gangsta for ya.. [Slim Thug] Get your money nigga, don't be a dummy nigga Stop hating and watching me, get your own figgas From me to you, while we making these c.d.'s It's gon help your record sales, more than it help me They gon bang mine regardless, you niggaz is garbage But y'all buy this shit too, so you see the hardest He got 21 niggaz, featured on his shit It's all Mr. Slim Thug, spitting out these hits I'm The Boss, enough said bobbing boys head From the brick to the stead, Slim Thug go FED I'm done bread my nigga, I was raised to get paid And green sheets of paper, was made to get made All day everyday, I stay about it If I ain't a real hustler, then how the fuck a nigga got it, ha Ricky Lake fake nigga, kill all that talking And get your mama out the hood, and stand tall when you walking [Hook] [talking] When you suckers gon realize That ain't nobody crooked where I'm at man I earned all this here, grind for this shit It ain't easy as it look baby You gotta have skills, and you gotta have hustle You know I'm saying, you niggaz lacking both So shit, I suggest y'all just get a Motherfucking job or something, Slim Thugger Bossman, get off my piece nigga, ha Aus Songtexte Mania