Slim Thug - Boy lyrics

Oh baby.. (Slim Thug) You can't f** with me, not on these beats Not in these streets, any day of the week You gon see defeat, call ya all ya That's what you motherf**ers get, for talking that noise I put the chrome on that large, if it go on my toy Not Rawface, but when I bling it bring that joy I'm bringing other s**ers pain, cause I'm running the game They feel ashamed, everytime somebody mention my name Where my championship ring, I'm winning it all A triple-double in the rap game, showing I ball Got high scores, at the house I got some high who*es And walk around the crib naked, doing my chores Like Chamil get it right, you know Slim hit it right If I get it tonight, your man won't get it tight It's me Slim yeah, holla back at ya Come stack with ya, live fat with ya Watch my back, and in return I'll show you the game Stay down on my team, and you'll get you some change I hold's my own, you gotta get your hood Buy yourself a note good, and that's understood Giving shout out's on tapes, protecting yourself I do this sh** by myself, and I'm making my wealth I wreck you hoes for fun, I'm number one Your whole career is done, I hope you got a gun