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Lil Boosie-Trae the Truth: The Mixtape (Trae Tha Truth) · Ride'n Slab & Actin Bad, Vol. 9 [DVD] (Foxx) · Slab Soldierz Radio (Agonylife) · My Slab "Str8 Top Droppa" (DJ Harvey D) · City Slab Horror (Severed Heads) · Super Slab Hits (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Slab R Die (Trae) · Stay Daddy Stay (Nikka Costa) · Stay Poor.Stay Happy. (Cub Country) · One Way In-No Way Out (Buck Power) – and 90 other albums »


'Mash', and weigh work
Got shot and woke up out a coma, could've been way worse
But now I'm living for my niggas
Locked deep down in the prison hole
[Chorus] 
Oh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do' 
Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's 
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't
[Talking]
Yo, it's T2 and S.L.A.B
It's a remix, yes sir

[Trae]
They say that I'm not wrecking, I'm about to teach 'em a lesson
How niggaz get
make my feddy, by the rock and the Houpe
That don't stay fly, I get fly too
Trying to hop out of line, put a n**** in his place
Serve up his chest,
[Chorus] 
Oh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do' 
Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's 
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't
[Chorus] 
Oh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do' 
Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's 
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't
[Chorus] 
Oh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do' 
Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's 
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't
miss my dog, I really miss my dog
I really miss my dog, I really miss my dog
I really miss my dog, DJ Screw 
S-L-A-B help me out, GM yeah Trae, Z-Ro
Don't get strung out by the way I look
Don't judge a book by it's cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
to greet her
In the process of bein' Trae I missed out as a child
Prob'ly 'cause reality must stop
And they told my cousin death before he thirty after
long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked, by my secretary
She asked me my sign, I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott, 5000 block
I
out the slab, Dickies sagging with my chains on
Hopping fly, 'cause they seen the dropper with them thangs on
Lord knows, Trae'll leave them niggas
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne

[Chorus]

(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
out the Sunday
The Benz the work card, so I pull that on Monday
The coupe good on gas so I dry that all week
And I pull out my Slab, when I shut down
Don't get strung out by the way that I look,
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day, 
But by night I'm one hell
ready to pull the Mac out
Sandwiched him by the feeder of 610
Unloaded the pistol, now dirt is now what his dick in
Shit, I seen a slab get stripped
on the seats
Trunk got an attitude yelling out when it speak
Pissed off the top it been lost for a week
Slab looking like Shaq by the way it post up
Guaranteed
I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold
want to crib me, way out in the country 
I'm city like street lights and some games that be fights 
Never worked on my left so it's hard to be right
out the Sunday
The Benz the work card, so I pull that on Monday
The coupe good on gas so I dry that all week
And I pull out my Slab, when I shut down
want to put a couple slugs in my health

[Hook - 2x]

[Trae]
I never seen the picture clear, than the way that I seen it today
These niggaz out here gon
This crab show me some slab
Now I'm tryna get back
We played the out skerch
Nigga smoother then my shirt
Spit a couple of words, a pound, then he merked
every color, religion
That listen, that you gotta beat the system, stay the fuck out the prisons
They try to blind our vision, but we all got children
I like to fish with Ed and Will
In the pond by the old paper mill
I am resigned to finish off my days this way
to greet her
In the process of bein' Trae I missed out as a child
Prob'ly 'cause reality must stop
And they told my cousin death before he thirty after