OG Slim Thugga

[Intro:] Thugga! I’m OG in dis shit, mayne Uh I’m OG in dis shit, mayne Uh [Verse 1:] Word on d street I’m a suspect Take a good change get it back here Drop hit got yo girl soakin wet Never leave d crew without a loaded tick Boss like team man I live dat Couple acres where d new crib at Four five tuck in ma wheel back Anything run up wrong ima kill dat OG Thugga still eatin, boss like management set up for meetin Tryna make a fuckin meal fuck all dat beefin Ima get money for a while for a reason Ridin out season, mindin my business Keep a bad brawd diggin all in d kidneys Started from d bottom yea y’all my witness Sixteen years later yea bitch I’m still gettin it I’m OG Slim Thugga, OG Slim Thugga, OG Slim Thugga Mothafuckas! Chicks season, baby It’s d OG Slim rider I been waitin, drunk on yo punk Enjoy the view Word on d street is I got a cheque I put it in d slabber get it too quick Eddie spread it over made it extra wet I can use ma iphone an make d trunk lift First XTS with a candy fifth And d first DTS boat back in ‘06 Matter of fact ‘05, had it early bitch Pearl black canvas top wit d gold strip One time for my slambo G fish I been down wit ma dog since ’96 My first drop was a brand new wine Cadillac Elbry brought a maid back in 1976 I sold 18 fares -a colick, I had so many slaps man, do not forget Ray-Ray, street killa, Ray turned heads Ma girl mayne all a ham, ronisherm heads Dirty bandz on d grill, get d job done Paint wet, wait until you see it in d sun I had more slaps than suckaz had hoes And did I mention that I had a mash in 9-1? Rest in peace to ma boy lil E man Every slap dat I make got a matchin gun Me an you, you use to swing in the river That I bought for bought an man I beat a pop to jump I’m d OG we workin baby