[Intro: Slim Thug]
Geyeah
Slim Thugga
Boss Hogg Outlawz, Jim Jonsin, ha
Representin this Texas mayne
Back
[Hook: Yelawolf]
I run, the streets all night and day (the hood love Thug)
Cause I still run, the streets all night and day
(If you tryin to find me)
(I rep for my city, go hard for the hood)
(Still posted on the block, what's good?)
And I run, the streets all night and day (ha)
I can't stay away
[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
They don't make too many niggas like me
Bonifide hustler, certified G
Still got that work if you got the right fee
You thankin shit fake? Well nigga come see
It's bigger than the jewels, it's bigger than the cars
It's bigger than the fact that we fuckin rap stars
The street niggas know me, these boys got my contacts
Knowin any given minute I can come back
I put a bitch on I-10 and tell her run dat
Give her ten and tell her don't brang nuttin back
I'm still in the hood, I can't leave the streets
It's in my blood, I'm a thug 'til I be deceased
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
Ya'll know what it is
We runnin' the streets baby
That's ya'll runnin' round Hollywood
Tryin' to get in the bougie cups
Paris Hilton walk past me
And I didn't even know who she was
Perez Hilton walk past too
And I didn't even know him because
I don't be with that gossip talk
Got some dope but it ain't enough
I ain't takin' no John Maccain
Whatcha mean? won't take a loss?
My record label didn't do her thang
Before they had came I've been a boss
Grenchys chicken papadoes
Been skatin' on top of foos
Know I'm stayin' on top of toes try to take it
I'mma cock and load gotta, gotta know bossyness
Is my charcater self made grown man
Like what the heck is a parent for
I pledge alligence to the united banks of America
Ain't nothin' funny about the money
And ya'll lookin' histartical
Geyeah
Slim Thugga
Boss Hogg Outlawz, Jim Jonsin, ha
Representin this Texas mayne
Back
[Hook: Yelawolf]
I run, the streets all night and day (the hood love Thug)
Cause I still run, the streets all night and day
(If you tryin to find me)
(I rep for my city, go hard for the hood)
(Still posted on the block, what's good?)
And I run, the streets all night and day (ha)
I can't stay away
[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
They don't make too many niggas like me
Bonifide hustler, certified G
Still got that work if you got the right fee
You thankin shit fake? Well nigga come see
It's bigger than the jewels, it's bigger than the cars
It's bigger than the fact that we fuckin rap stars
The street niggas know me, these boys got my contacts
Knowin any given minute I can come back
I put a bitch on I-10 and tell her run dat
Give her ten and tell her don't brang nuttin back
I'm still in the hood, I can't leave the streets
It's in my blood, I'm a thug 'til I be deceased
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
Ya'll know what it is
We runnin' the streets baby
That's ya'll runnin' round Hollywood
Tryin' to get in the bougie cups
Paris Hilton walk past me
And I didn't even know who she was
Perez Hilton walk past too
And I didn't even know him because
I don't be with that gossip talk
Got some dope but it ain't enough
I ain't takin' no John Maccain
Whatcha mean? won't take a loss?
My record label didn't do her thang
Before they had came I've been a boss
Grenchys chicken papadoes
Been skatin' on top of foos
Know I'm stayin' on top of toes try to take it
I'mma cock and load gotta, gotta know bossyness
Is my charcater self made grown man
Like what the heck is a parent for
I pledge alligence to the united banks of America
Ain't nothin' funny about the money
And ya'll lookin' histartical
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