Slim Thug Trash Lyrics

f___ Northstar, you old b____ a__, midget a__ n____
Get off my m_________ing d___, f___ Big Ballin
You old bootlegging, old weak a__, trash a__, hoe a__ n____s

[Hook]
(y'all) you n____s fell off (n____s)
My n____s run the North (are)
You can't f___ with the Boss
(trash) here come another loss

[Slim Thug]
Brace yourself, for the main event from the Boss
Every hater that cross the Boss, gon get crossed out
Another loss on they record, them broke n____s insane
Y'all need to get together, and be the We Hate Slim Thug gang
Talking down on my name, so I'm punishing fools
I understand why y'all hating, y'all got nothing to lose
I got a lot to lose but f___ it, I won't lose my respect
The more I start getting checks, the more they start having plex
They do this s___ to sell records, everybody telling me
They might get a lil money, but not more than me
Like Roy Jones and Hopkins, ain't no 60-40 deal
I'm getting 90 they get 10, and gotta split it still
That mean these n____s still broke, Street Fame still won't get sold
They the definition of weak, not the definition of thoed
And to that other big b____, by the name of Big Pic
He certified garbage, you can't f___ with me trick
(ready, aim, fire), I'm bout make these haters retire
Get a job at Mcdonalds, d___ suckers for hire
Boss Hogg and PIE, we running these streets
Got beef, my heat'll have you run in the streets
Calling police saying laws, come get them Outlaws
They left me in the desert, in nothing but my draws
b____ we raw, whether you believe it or not
Come in my face with that plex, and you won't leave back out

[Hook]

[talking]
Old b____ a__ n____, you gon have to graduate
A couple of mo' classes to f___ with me, ha

[Hook]

[Slim Thug]
Correct me if I'm wrong, anywhere in this song
The same n____ who stole your cash, is who's c.d. you on
What happened to I made them n____s, and they stole from me
You never was acting, n____ you is funny
I peeped your gay ways, way back in the days
Hiding in Austin you cried, and wouldn't rap on stage
All your fans was like man, this lil n____ a b____
When he can't get his way, he quick to pitch a fit
I'ma do this I'ma do that, well what's stopping you Yo
I saw you and Young Cappo, at the corner sto'
On you n____s corner, while I was talking to 50/50
If you wanted me so bad, why the f___ you ain't get me
Y'all look dead in my face, saw me in broad day
When I got behind you n____s car, you went the other way
Talking bout you gon hurt me, what your hurter broke
Last time I saw Big Pic, that b____ spoke
And North lying, trying to blame everything on chop
b____ I know you bootlegging, let the lies stop
You don't sell enough c.d.'s, to buy you a car
Help Lil' Yo bootleg, so he can get a Northstar
You hollin' bring it to the ring, like you can knock me out
While you standing straight up, I'll stick my d___ in your mouth
Midget a__ n____, comb your nappy a__ hair
You shop in the boys section, wear cartoon underwear
Don't make me tie your dirty a__ up, and give you a bath
You looking like a lil dope fiend, out on the Ave
Talking bout I'm trying to plea barging, with your O.G
Bullshit b____, your O.G. is me
Call me O.G. Slim Thug, b____ a__ n____
I might be young, but b____ I'm a rich a__ n____
And I'ma keep d_____g your hoe a__, till you apologize
And squash all this s___, like the rest of you guys, hoe