Grindin’ Slim Thug (Ft. Killa Kyleon)

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
I’ve been grindin my whole life
Nigga, know what I’m talkin bout
For d shit I used to do I should be doin life
Nigga, know what I’m talkin bout
Mix my purple wit my Sprite, nigga, know what I’m talkin bout
Smokin dat kush got me out like a light
Nigga, know what I’m talkin bout
Lookin for a bad bitch dat’s sex esteed
Know what I’m talkin bout
It’s hard to find a bad bitch I ain’t already hit
Know what I’m talkin bout
Hit d galleria blew about ten stacks
Know what I’m talkin bout
Next day hit a lick an get it right back
Know what I’m talkin bout
Might catch me in dat fifth gettin fucked up
Know what I’m talkin bout
If you see me in dat gatsby say “what’s up?”
Know what I’m talkin bout
Fifteen year later guess who still trip
Know what I’m talkin bout
When they start acting fake guess who still real
Know what I’m talkin bout
I’m straight, you niggas is fake, you niggas is snakes
I’m at d crib, it’s out by d lake, make no mistake
My life is great, I’m in good shape, might take yo mate
We up in Houstons, we eatin steaks, we eatin steaks
I’m gettin money, eatin good, sleepin good
Came a long way, from d days in d hood, but I’m still hood
In dat drop pier wid dat chopper, don’t got room for too many partnaz
Boys be lookin like dey wanna try me
Ima have dem boys lookin like who shot you
Don’t play no games or mess wid lanes
If you ain’t bout yo change don’t say my name
Thugga still in d A shinin mayne
Cause Thugga still in d H grindin mayne