| Lyrics: | (*talking*)
Who the fuck these niggaz talking to man
These niggaz talking down on me
mayn
Man, let me wreck this lil' midget ass nigga
Don't one of them hoe ass niggaz got a
skin disease
Or something mayn, man I'm fin to tear they
Whole motherfucking label
up
This the Boss Slim Thugger baby, hit em up
Fuck em ha, shouldn't of fucked with me
boy
[Slim Thug]
First I'll fuck Lil Yo, and the label you claim
You bitch made gay
nigga, I gave you the game
You only got some street fame, cause you was rolling with
me
Trying to follow the footsteps, of Slim T-H-U-G
And all along, I use to think I did
something wrong
But fuck that, some niggaz just belong in thoughts
Talking bout a nigga left
you, bitch you ain't my girlfriend
If I didn't, I'd be in the same position you in
He say he
moved up out the hood, is that what he think
He moved a half a mile up the street, on
Gulfbank
You still staying with your mama, how you call yourself a rapper
If you acting like
you broke, you's a hell of a actor
Who the fuck you think you are, bitch I'm the
Northstar
Your whole record label, can't fuck with me by far
Motherfuck a Black Mario,
that's your G
You 26 selling dope, but can't move OZ
J Dogg you ain't a Hogg, so I stripped
off your title
Waterhead ass nigga, is Pookie your idol
You on some dope fiend shit, stop
begging me for money
Go get a ride Lil Yo, and tell him give you something dummy
You fell
off, whole label getting wrecked by the Boss
Northstar and Stomp Down, just took another
loss
Before I quit, I can't forget about that other bitch
Fuck A.D., and that bootlegging
bitch Pic
That's some bullshit talking, super weak ass niggaz
Telling lies, everytime you
try to speak t |
