Lyrics:
niggaz bird lunch
I see your lips moving but I ain't heard much
You see the wirst moving, it look like pure punch
I hear the playa hating but I don't
that club with the DJ, he be on the radio all day
I get in cool with him even though he fake-assin toupee
I roll with ballers and thugs to make my
in my day I’m outspoken
Foes head bleeds on the street they mouth open
I ain’t ever snitched on myself in no song
Had to do shit to survive that’s
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
I ain't never had shit
Not a pot to piss, window to throw it out of
Sherm got me high get your ass in the shower
Took one pull, shit told her it
playa, with mo' respect than a mayor
Super thoed flow sayer, and I ain't no sprayer
Slim Thug, E.S.G., putting it down with the car
We Presidential
Uh, I wear the gun like a gurtle
Bullet proof car got me feelin' like a turtle
Shit, these niggas ain't satisfied until they get murdered u heard
slim shady
Am I going crazy
Well, maybe?
Lord knows that I lost a dime
My four leaf clover you was one of a kind
And I've been thinking lately
What
[Verse 20: Slim Thug]
Its one blood if you blood or cuz
From that number one thug, its still one love
I rep my blue boy team but I do it for green
I do it
up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live
And that's the key, but when you see me on the street
I ain't givin' you shit bitch, don't
up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live
And that's the key, but when you see me on the street
I ain't givin' you shit bitch, don't
la Dear slim Part 2
la la la la la la la la yo
Dear slim i wrote you but you aint callen'
its been a couple years now since i wrote that song en
(winnin' it)
Big up's to all of my hustlers
While the globe spinnin', it ain't time to sleep
Break me off a piece of that paradise pie
'Til the day I
(b-i-atch)
I used to make that shit
(uh) , that make you wanna drive by
Then P sat me down, hooked me up
(uhh) and strapped me down
With the rowdy rowdy
(rowdy
that
It's them Hoggs time to eat, who got a problem with that
[Slim Thug]
Bitch niggaz bow down, when the Boss come around
'Fore I pop the fo' pound,
everyday Nigga all around
I heard the government temporarily shut Down
My lil niggas Toten guns like they in the Navy
Up that b**** bust ya ass and then ask
that long
So sleeping in a home where only gangsta's roam
All night long and ah thuggin' there for days
Wit my G's and we pray, help us Lord
I done seen
coupe topless, capricorn by my toe
Richest skinny on my hips, Louis on my toes
[Hook - Slim Thug/LeToya]
I hear your money talkin but you ain't loud
niggaz bird lunch
I see your lips moving but I ain't heard much
You see the wirst moving, it look like pure punch
I hear the playa hating but I don't
I never had a father figure
I was raised by the thugs
And the drug dealers
- That's why I love niggas!
Until they place me in my casket
Guess I'll be
to the top) Not to be stopped
(Untouchable, I'm tellin' you, watch when we drop)
That hot shit (Straight thug for rock shit)
(My click like to pop clips when
me, after myself
I hope you internet thugs, that will swear that I ain't the tightest
Have cyber sex with Cita, until you catch a virus
Why is he saying
that club with the DJ, he be on the radio all day
I get in cool with him even though he fake-assin toupee
I roll with ballers and thugs to make my
who did it better I can tell by the score
Nah I ain't heard shit
But I know how to talk too bitch
You say something you don't mean that ain't a slip
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