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Slim Thug

Genres: Hip-Hop

Problem Wit Dat Lyrics - Slim Thug

[Talking] 

Bitch, I know you see us 

Boss Hogg Outlawz, we run the motherfucking streets 

H-Town Texas, you know I'm saying 

We got the mo'fucking city on lock mayn 

If a nigga got a problem with that, meet me outside mayn ha 

 

[Hook] 

I'm the Dirty South Boss, you got a problem with that 

Them Outlawz run the Nawf, you got a problem with that 

We do the blue when we floss, you got a problem with that 

And we'll knock your head off, who got a problem with that 

B.H.O. run the streets, you got a problem with that 

We overloaded with heat, you got a problem with that 

We put fire to the beat, you got a problem with that 

It's them Hoggs time to eat, who got a problem with that 

 

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[Slim Thug] 

Bitch niggaz bow down, when the Boss come around 

'Fore I pop the fo' pound, and leave your head on the ground 

We run the motherfucking town, you don't like it do some'ing 

And you pussies just bumping, y'all ain't tal'n bout nothing 

I got the F in cock, and the bitch ain't on safety 

For you haters that hate me, go on 'head and make me 

Unload the whole clip, 'fore I let a nigga take me 

Mad cause your bitch trash ass, wanna date me 

Ol' pussy ass nigga, you got bitch in your blood 

My heart pump thug, I'll drop you in the club 

On sight take your life, we can do the shit tonight 

We could pull out the guns, or we could pick a square and fight nigga 

 

[Hook] 

 

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[Slim Thug] 

You don't want no problems, you don't want no drama 

I send them gunners in a Hummer, you won't even see the summer 

I'ma pray for your mama, but her son gotta go 

But her son was a hoe, so my gun gotta blow 

Farewell, I'll see your pussy ass down in hell 

Next day post bail, bitch I'm back up out of jail 

They can't keep me in a cell, cause my money too long 

Go to trial beat the case, cause my money too strong 

OJ Simpson, you don't want it with me pimping 

I'll stop pop the clip in, start pop until you dripping 

Mayn you sucker niggaz tripping, Boss Hogg got it locked 

You got a problem with that, I'll bring it to your block nigga 

 

[Hook] 

 

[Slim Thug] 

You can't see me nigga, you can't be me nigga 

You can buy till you broke, you can't beat me nigga 

You can't buy real niggaz, real niggaz get raised 

And fuck being broke, real niggaz get paid 

I don't break under pressure, real niggaz stay brave 

And stay chose by hoes, cause real niggaz got it made 

I'm a H-Town nigga, stay down nigga 

You small time, I'm a heavyweight pound nigga 

Don't hate clown nigga, I got cake now nigga 

While you sleep, them Hoggs still awake clown nigga 

On great pine niggaz, working late clown nigga 

I'm feeling you great, you better get it shape round nigga 

 

[Hook] 

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