Freestyle (Track 13)

(*talking*) Yeah, Slim Thugger Boss Hogg Outlawz motherfucker (blow it out your ass) [Slim Thug] Slim a problem, they prolly got a price on his head Cause the only way they'll be number one, is if he was dead He take vacations, let them little cats get them some bread Bomb 'em like we did Saddam, and jump back ahead Slim a problem, he never give respect to niggas He's so conceded, cause he cash bigger checks than niggas Soon as somebody try to stand him up, next to niggas He always hit 'em with some heat, and wreck them niggas Slim a problem, all he do is fuck these hoes He the reason niggas in Houston, don't trust these hoes Cause first time they turn they back, or got they eyes closed He got 'em at the Hogg Kingdom, college girls exposed Slim a problem, he got H-Town on lock Cause when he ain't got no work, it ain't none on the block The fiends be like Boss Man, can we get us some rocks Till I stop, getting watched by the cops Slim a problem, I wonder why we don't shine like him We got major deals, but don't read Rolex Times like him We on BET, but can't afford a blue line like him But until we grind like him, (no-no-no) (*talking*) It's not finna happen nigga (you don't love me, and I know now) Boss Hogg Outlawz, Lil Mel [Lil Mel] I'm on that pimp shit, sticking hoes to a flock Make 'em give they self up, like suspects to the cops They know my loot better made, if it's not I raise the right hand, they be like (no-no-no) No mail, I get your mail If my sluts ain't acting right, I give them hoes hell Nigga I put 'em out, to get cheese and if they trick Don't pay fees, I pull and squeeze he be like (no-no-no) Y'all don't know, bout these cats in the game How they act in this game, when they stack a lil' change You need more advantage, to keep yourself sustained Cause Mel keep the Mack contained, but y'all don't (no-no-no) I keep rags with no sticks, like in a fairy Piece got more big rocks, nigga than the cemetery My chest, wrist and ear is all visionary So when I walk in the club, haters be (no-no-no) We the reason, why laws stay mad And po' niggas get flashy, and baby mamas get jazzy And it ain't shit, to get your bitch to suck dick If she get up before and spit, I'll be like (no-no-no) (*talking*) Ha-ha, it's not finna happen nigga nope Boss Hogg Outlawz, we the shit round this motherfucker We off the streets nigga (I know that's right) Wannabe-ass gangsta-ass niggas, ha-ha Rayface run it, hey [Kyleon] It's a fee for me, Kyleon don't speak freely I abuse these tracks, like this the beat ceiling So when you see me, act like you know hoe Or get a bullet in your fro hoe (no-no-no) I don't battle, but you can go toe-to-toe with the 4-4 Boss Hogg Outlawz, we rolling like the po-po So pay close attention, cause a gangsta just spoke hoe Cause you don't wanna get smoked hoe, (no-no-no) Ha-ha too bad, cause Kyleon fin to get cake I got that East coast feeling me, on Who-Kid's mix tape I got 'em like, hey yo this kid spits great So quit trying to hate bitch, and go get your shit straight Ask around, I been the shit for years My badge bigger, than some of these clicks careers Cause Kyle switch styles, like he switch the gears You ain't know, then go fix your ears (*talking*) PJ what, uh yeah Rap hustler baby, Boss Hogg Outlawz Uh, uh yeah, know I'm saying what Dream team baby, yeah check me out