the ghost of my past Dime and Mudd, JD and Stucky Lately I'm lucky, I don't hate me to touch me Maybe I'm ugly inside, but smiling to make it I love you
smokin' a twenty Shit is scabby, the hustlin' is so in me Never show envy, got a style I maxed I'm like po' back in eighty-fo', now smile at that Unseen
soldiers right here I spit this from the heart here Its real baby, sing it for me. (Boosie) This for my true soldiers like big turk and big slim, big
Out in Oakland, you probably didn't hear about him I wrote this song a long time ago A real long time ago Way before Slim Shady was in demand Way before
in the name of love I can tell you about books or I can tell you about drugs Tha average college thug, it's just the way I be livin' I need a miss thug
All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black brim blood
a breakdown, I'm the king, and you better respect it all i need is Beyonce,AND A Rockafella necklace Nigga, you can check up on it I'm a slim thug Cincinatti
'm the king, and you better respect it All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug Cincinnati
crime pays Just like Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways" And I can't forget about the homie Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song I fuck with Slim Thug
baby in the carriage, scared to death Not me never, one of my baby boys is gone Probably kicking it up in heaven, thugging at the crossroads with Tombstone
want to admire his smile Make way to Rich Slim and The Biggie Sound Baby, I want to admire his smile [verse 1: Rick Slim] Listen! I'll turn sound her
Slim] Come have fun with the Big Sound Thug - Baby We're all crazy Come and stay in front me We don't do anything We just need your smile (something)
Track] [Slim Thug] I'm out that H-Town Tex, where they don't barre plex Invisible set around my neck, I look good and reflect The Slim Thugger, on 23
(feat. Trae & Slim Thug) [Chamillionaire:] My life My life, really feelin hard times Lookin out my window, holdin my weapon like Malcolm X and And it
that crime pays Just like Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways" And I can't forget about the homie Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song I fuck with Slim Thug
a twenty Shit is scabby, the hustlin is so in me Never show envy, got a style I maxed I'm like po', back in eighty-fo', now smile at that Unseen when
be sitting on chrome We gonna thug it up Like a underground king, drop screens Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans We gonna thug it up [Slim Thug] Slim Thug gonna thug
whip your ass on What you claim? Then throw it up On a drank, pour it up On a smoke, roll it up [Slim Thug & ESG] It's me, the Slim T And that ESG Northside
