Slim Thug - Take Over lyrics

[Hook] Boss Hogg, we running this rap sh** Slim Thugger, I'm running this rap sh** Sir Daily, we running this rap sh** Lil' Doodie, we running this rap sh** E.S.G., we running this rap sh** Rayface, we running this rap sh** [Slim Thug] The take over, this the hater makeover If you got plex with Slim, I suggest you stay sober No time for slip up's, no room for mistakes I go to war with you cakes, talking bout I'm fake Y'all the ones telling lies, b**h apologize We was all cool, until I started to rise That's when the hate came in your eyes, I remember it clear Back in 9-9, yep I think that was the year I pulled up to the studio, in a drop on swangs Instead of looking happy, y'all looked like y'all was in pain Ever since then, thangs ain't never been the same You haters fell off, and I guess I'm to blame What a shame, back then I could tell you n***as was hoes Y'all use to get paid, fifty dollars a show While I was getting the G's, I told you get your money too The reply was Watts, don't need us like he need you Which was true, cause soon as I left y'all went left Tried to do y'all own thing, and follow my footsteps Only problem is, y'all needed me to make it I know it's hard to take it, but it's the truth face it [Hook] Boss Hogg, we running this rap sh** My n***a Troy, we running this rap sh** Big Cheddar, we running this rap sh** My n***a Corn, we running this rap sh** My n***a Chi, we running this rap sh** Jude Fiend, we running this rap sh** D.P., we running this rap sh** [Slim Thug] Verse two, little sorry hoe back to you I think I finally understand, why you do what you do When people come up to me, they ask about you And when they come up to you, they ask about me too When they ask you how I'm doing, what's your reply Do you tell em how I'm balling, and how Slim is still fly They see you looking dirty, they see me looking clean They say you ain't accomplish sh**, they see me living my dream That gotta hurt, but for you I'm feeling no sorrow I just hope this make you get on, your game tomorrow Remember when I took you to pick up, those c.d.'s and sh** You went behind my back you dick, and hit my lick I can't forgive or forget, I remember it all You use to like to see me fall, and hate to see me ball But y'all, Northstar don't want it Thug Big Pic and A.D., they don't want it with Thug, ha [Hook] Grey Day, we running this rap sh** C-Note, we running this rap sh** Mill Ticket, we running this rap sh** Real Deal, we running this rap sh** My n***a Pop, we running this rap sh** My n***a Juquay, we running this rap sh** Sleep Dog, you still running this rap sh** [Slim Thug] Big Pic Big Ballin, you talking backwards life Big Pic big broke, that sound mo' right First of all on the cash blast, you can't compete You already beat, sh** look at your piece Eric told me how much your dumb a**, paid for that When you saw that bullsh**, you should of gave it back You better invest in some crack, cause your rap game weak I can't wait for your album drop, and flop in the streets And what in the f** Cluck, you just begging for a break You say you don't rap for free, that's why you ain't on my tape n***a please, your weak a** couldn't pay me To talk slow on a flow, on the Boss c.d By now you should know, better than to run your mouth Remember in Garden City, when Chris knocked your a** out For bumping your gums, I guess your a** is still dumb You happy, I said your name trash a** bum