Return of Tha Boss — текст песни (Slim Thug)

(*talking*)
Somebody`s burning close to the ground
I ain`t gon panic, I`ve been here before
But I ain`t gon lay down, naw naw you sucker
I ain`t gon lay down, (*laughing*)

[Slim Thug]
It`s the return, of the young boss
None other than the young Slim Thugger, bout to break them boys off
Spread the word I got plex
I`m destroying these hating niggaz, who got next
I`m bout to clear the set like Lil` Wayne, for disrespecting my game
Your one second of fame, killed your whole career mayn
You niggaz oughtta be ashamed, talking down on me
But you`re cutthroat, that`s why you turned around on me
Phony homies, you haters ain`t got shit on me
You haters went left on me, so I left you by your lonely
I did that, and never took a second look back
You haters can`t go, when the key be off track
But fuck that, I had to separate myself
And ever since I did that, I`ve been making my wealth
Feel bad for your health, if you ain`t on my team
Y`all ain`t packing what it`s gon take, to make this green

[Hook]
I wish y`all realize, what it takes to make this do`
There`s no motherfucking way that I, can show you how we roll
I wish y`all realize, what it takes to make this green
Moves I`m making with my team, so simple as it seems

That`s gangsta for ya, gangsta for ya..

[Slim Thug]
Get your money nigga, don`t be a dummy nigga
Stop hating and watching me, get your own figgas
From me to you, while we making these c.d.`s
It`s gon help your record sales, more than it help me
They gon bang mine regardless, you niggaz is garbage
But y`all buy this shit too, so you see the hardest
He got 21 niggaz, featured on his shit
It`s all Mr. Slim Thug, spitting out these hits
I`m The Boss, enough said bobbing boys head
From the brick to the stead, Slim Thug go FED
I`m done bread my nigga, I was raised to get paid
And green sheets of paper, was made to get made
All day everyday, I stay about it
If I ain`t a real hustler, then how the fuck a nigga got it, ha
Ricky Lake fake nigga, kill all that talking
And get your mama out the hood, and stand tall when you walking

[Hook]

(*talking*)
When you suckers gon realize
That ain`t nobody crooked where I`m at man
I earned all this here, grind for this shit
It ain`t easy as it look baby
You gotta have skills, and you gotta have hustle
You know I`m saying, you niggaz lacking both
So shit, I suggest y`all just get a
Motherfucking job or something, Slim Thugger
Bossman, get off my piece nigga, ha



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