[Woman interview]
What's good everybody?
It's your girl Alana D.
Chillin' with my boy the boy slim thug
He's from Texas
Now son you've been doin' it real big for awhile
But please, tell us what's the secret to your success?
[Slim]
I'm a bonafide hustla
Used to have to bust bricks down in half
in order to see the cash
That's in the past
n***as outta see the stash
Went straight to the bentley
Sk**ed, the S-cla**
I was a star before I signed autographs
This the beginning, y'all ain't seen my last
When I call myself a hustla,
I ain't talking about moving rocks
I'm talkin' bout them 9's and them aks and them glocks
When y'all was on the corner
out there runnin' from them cops
I was out there sellin' all them local crack spots
Boyz in blue and we creep deep
Motherf**in' police
we make the rules in the streets n***a
[woman interviewer]
I feel you
I feel you
Now we talk about the style of Texas
NOw many seem to think cause you got that Texas style
That's gonna limit your success
Tell us what you think about that
[Slim]
I'm an H-town n***a
So fu*k y'all n***as
Got a fo'-fo' thatta buck y'all n***as
Stay out my way
Cause n***a I'm not for play
Ya n***as say you G's
That must mean you n***as gay
He's from H-town
But he don't stay where I stay
I'm from the land of the k**ers
He don't lay where I lay
So get it right motherf**ers
Don't try to put me in the same shoes as them s**ers
There's a real thick line between rhymers and some hustlas
Them n***as ain't no gangstas,
Them n***as is some bustas
[Woman interviewer]
Okay talk to 'em
I see you here with all these diamonds, all these chains
You drivin' around in bentley's
But I don't ever see you with any security,
Please, what's the word on that
[Slim]
Pistol grip pump in my lap at all times
They be checkin' other fools, but they ain't checkin' mine
You run up tryin' you gon' be lyin' down dyin'
When you hear that clock clock sound comin' out of the iron
I ain't no f**in' punk, I suggest you n***as chill
Cause if I pop this trunk, then somebody gon' get k**ed
This ain't no rap act, my n***a I'm really real
Go on run your a** up, and watch me stop you with the steel
n***as must be on peel, cause it's evident they
think the boss went soft cause I got a record deal
I do this rap sh** cause makin' hits pay my bills
And I could give a f** what you other s**ers feel
For real
[Woman interviewer]
Aight yo, keep doin' your thing
We lookin' out for you brother
You got anything else in the works
What can we expect from you in the future?
[Slim]
Boys in blue, comin' soon