Tha Boss Lyrics - Singles - Slim Thug

(*talking*) 

Yeah, Slim Thugger, the Boss 

It's official baby, niggaz hating, now-or-later ass niggaz 

Get your money right, ha, listen 

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(Slim Thug) 

Nigga show me ten G's, and I'll show you a hundred 

All that shit you niggaz dream about, I've been there and done it 

Underground rap I run it, ask the stores you sell to 

Ask they owner, who they gotta give most of they mail to 

It's either me, Watts or Color Change running the game 

Not no Still in the Game, or bullshit Street Fame 

It's simple and plain, me and my boys get big change 

Even though they hating on my name, I get big thangs 

Talking bout you riding swangs, on what car my nigga 

You can't afford a Northstar, by far my nigga 

And Big Pic, you thought that bullshit like you big balling 

But before you started bootlegging, what was you crawling 

That oughta make you feel weak, when your shit don't sell 

You gotta bootleg me and Watts, just to get you some mail 

And A.D., please tell me what the fuck was you thinking 

Shooting slugs at the Boss, what the fuck was you drinking 

You trash nigga, and everybody know it 

You got a motherfucking Cougar, that right there is to show it 

Niggaz see Jay-Z and Nas, and start feeling they self 

Talking down on the Boss, is like killing yourself 

You lost your wealth, you should of kept your mouth closed 

Northstar, Big Balling and Stomp Down some hoes 

And it shows, you only hating on me cause I made it 

You can't get pre-orders, my album's anticipated 

And every nigga I spoke on, in all these songs 

I just put money in your pockets, so just leave it alone 

Think about it, everytime y'all make me do these c.d.'s 

I'm headed back to the bank, to pick up a hundred G's 

Lil' Yo, ask your sister how much cash I stack 

Everytime I hit the bank, she gotta go to the back 

And pick up mo' big faces, Bridgett you cool with me 

I just gotta wreck your brother, for being cruel to me 

You say I hurt his feelings, and I left him alone 

I got news, your little brother tried to do Slim wrong 

See how God works, the real niggaz succeed 

Why you haters make drank and weed, remember one thing 

Feel me 

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(*talking*) 

The truth hurt, don't it Lil' Yo 

Shouldn't of fucked with me, punk ass boy 

Ha, Lil' Mario fuck you, Big Pic fuck you 

Northstar and Big Ballin fuck you, ha