(*talking*)
Yeah, hell yeah, wanna f** with the Boss huh
Show you b**h made a** n***az
Slim Thugger, Boss Hogg Outlawz
(Slim Thug)
Mr. Buster, where the f** you at
Can't box or lick, so you better get your gat
You n***az some broads, for f**ing your road dogs
The click you threw up with, label you blew you with
That's why we don't respect your a**
Now it's time for the Boss, to check your a** fool
Use to be homie, use to be my ace
Now I wanna slap the taste, out your mouth
Make you bow down, Lil' Yo
Hating on me, now I'm hating on you lil' hoe
Oh don't think I forgot, let J-Dog slide
Let Capo ride, just another homicide
Calling me, begging for cash
Dopefiend a** n***a, I get dead in your a**
You should of stayed down, and got paid for verses
But now he ol' broke, bank snatching purses
Stealing cell phone, plumbing for money
You ain't no real G, you's a crash dummy
Talking that k**a sh**, b**h do what you do
You f**ed with me, now it's a must that I f** with you