(*talking*)
50/50 Lil' Twin, I'm in here with Slim Thugger the Boss
And the cocky copy machine King Koopa
We off this Nawfside of Houston
We just wanna put it down for all the thugsters
And the gangstas naw I mean, dig these blues cutty what
[Slim Thug]
Slim and 50 gon drop classics, to the day they drop our caskets
Some folks got that magic, and us three have it
Dropping hits our fans blasting, over a million cashing
Five years I'm still lasting, foot to the flo' I'm mashing
Guarding traffic not crashing, controlling the wheel
Independent holding a mill, without a holding a deal
50/50, Slim and Chamill, getting it grown man style
Our pockets to y'all pockets, like a man and a child
Paid In Full and Boss Hogg, stay controlling the crowd
You know the click you hear the speakers, and cars banging loud
You know the click that represent, and have H-Town proud
You know the click that live they life, like outlaws
We the untouchable two, it ain't much we don't do
If you try to touch our crew, well reach out and touch you
(don't make us) fill you with slugs, for grilling us with your mugs
Make doctors fill you with plugs, you dealing with thugs
[Hook]
If you ain't no real thug, go ahead give it up
If you are a real thug, where your sets put 'em up
Your life seem full of hard times, really rough
Put the sad songs to the side, grind and get bucks
Don't eat with your eyes, stack cash then stunt
Dump your problems in the ash tray, fire up you some'ing
Why try to play catch up, breathe easy stay humble
Cutty your time is coming, are you hungry do you want it
50/50 Lil' Twin, I'm in here with Slim Thugger the Boss
And the cocky copy machine King Koopa
We off this Nawfside of Houston
We just wanna put it down for all the thugsters
And the gangstas naw I mean, dig these blues cutty what
[Slim Thug]
Slim and 50 gon drop classics, to the day they drop our caskets
Some folks got that magic, and us three have it
Dropping hits our fans blasting, over a million cashing
Five years I'm still lasting, foot to the flo' I'm mashing
Guarding traffic not crashing, controlling the wheel
Independent holding a mill, without a holding a deal
50/50, Slim and Chamill, getting it grown man style
Our pockets to y'all pockets, like a man and a child
Paid In Full and Boss Hogg, stay controlling the crowd
You know the click you hear the speakers, and cars banging loud
You know the click that represent, and have H-Town proud
You know the click that live they life, like outlaws
We the untouchable two, it ain't much we don't do
If you try to touch our crew, well reach out and touch you
(don't make us) fill you with slugs, for grilling us with your mugs
Make doctors fill you with plugs, you dealing with thugs
[Hook]
If you ain't no real thug, go ahead give it up
If you are a real thug, where your sets put 'em up
Your life seem full of hard times, really rough
Put the sad songs to the side, grind and get bucks
Don't eat with your eyes, stack cash then stunt
Dump your problems in the ash tray, fire up you some'ing
Why try to play catch up, breathe easy stay humble
Cutty your time is coming, are you hungry do you want it
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