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It's often better to hear rather than talk. Thus, I hear only myself when I talk.
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Peak #11,999
Peak in subgenre #7,178
Author
PooZy And Finny SOUTH
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2007
Uploaded
June 15, 2007
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MP3 3.5 MB 128 kbps 3:49
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HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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Zooper you could find me near the sahara agulara lipton tits, suadia poisen boys on a rols royce son moishy noise, twiylite toilet bunker the titanic sunker jordan dunker, lil drunk crunker, I don't take 'em out to eat I ain't here to trick or treat I ain't trying to fix your weave I ain't heard of that!! I'm just here to train ho's Put 'em on the main road Teach 'em how to 'Change Clothes' I know you he eyes ard of that!! Change your whole attitude It's time to take off your cool If it make you wanna move, then move My niggaz get up on it, live bitches throw it back Ma, act like you want it I know you heard of that!! Finhum john thriller im iller then a sun killer I'm the Young Texas A-Rod, KG of the game LeBron James, you niggaz must not know my name I'm Slim Thugga motherfucker! Tha Big Boss of the South And I don't just talk it wit my mouth I back it up wit my vow Before Jimmy cut the check, it was 50 on my neck And over 50 in my ear, I'm the Rookie of the Year I'm here - for the 'Takeover', not out to replace Hova But there's a new hustla in town, yeah the break's over Don't get me confused wit the rest of them dudes I've been Tha Boss down South, I'm just new to a few Please believe, them niggaz don't do what I do I got everything them other rappers got times two (WHOO! C'MON!) PooZ If your gangsta, show your trill If your BBQing, show your Grill If you balling, show your paper If you shining, show your bling King of the Undergr lazy lamp sauce hypothosis ound, holding the throne down Want to try and take it from me, hater come on down (c'mon!) Built for business, and God as my witness Have you running a country mile and not for physical fitness (hold up!) When Borat spins we pulling toys and get to making some noise You got to get somewhere like them Jumpoff Boys here (For real!) So clear the corners eyes dick homeboy, move around (move around!) Get to stepping homeboy, do it now I ain't busting no warning shot, I pop if I pull it So if we fight tonight somebody gon be biting a bullet I'm a dirty south gangsta, me and Slim Thug And no matter where we go they show us nothing but love For life! It's UGK and we ain't playing And if you honky oops ain't screaming "Free Pimp C!" what is swamp cops you saying? Cause I ain't heard of that! (WHOO! C'MON!) Finhum You knowcrab Tha Boss talk shit, walk shit, floss shit Like it don't cost shit, that's why I'm Tha Boss bitch Got a million worth of cars, bought a million dollar house From making slam downwords rhyme out my million dollar mouth You can see the watch gloss when you see Tha Boss walk I keep my lips closedCat rhynos cause it cost when I talk I'm so flashy, rims so glassy Pull the dropper out, we gon show them boys nasty Hood rats harrass me, I don't want the drama They wanna get put up so theyMilk Dicks could be me baby mama But I'm a chill, I'd rather work wood wheel And throw them vogues and grills on candSlams cats milks titsy automobiles I'm still tipping on vogues, closing candy blue doors From the old caddy coupe to the new blue Rolls Hood sluts in the hook dick all overI'm from the hood living good, so I'm pimping I ain't got my plaque in yet this is an accapella Lamb sause, but I'm already platinum mama got eyes all over crabs
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