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Slim Thug Hit Em Up

to tear they Whole motherfucking label up This the Boss Slim Thugger baby, hit em up Fuck em ha, shouldn't of fucked with me boy [Slim Thug] First I'

Tulkojums: Slim Thug. Hit Em Up.

and sewing up everything up in this bitch, lets go everybody that i'ma come and i'ma kill 'em when we step up in this building and you know that i'ma hit

let 'em know from the gate, man, you ain't tellin' no lies I just wanna touch that, I just wanna couple times I just wanna no ties, can a thugsta hit

Bad half You know how a thug in this shit'll end up Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?) I take it if you run your

that grain when I close this fist Diamonds up against the wood in the hood and I can't be missed [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [Verse 2 - Slim Thug] Huh,

Makin' million dollas more six figa checks will get signed Slim thug you up next to shine and I can't even lie Wit me and TIP you done wrecked 'em this time foo! When I hit

nature, gotta be about my paper Haters, I don't like 'em, bitches, I don't trust 'em Niggas, I can't stand 'em, I creep down and pluck 'em Strap stay

you, baby C'mon shorty That nigga Hov, holla Y'all niggas don't understand Uh uh, they don't understand Flow for 'em, no lemme sing for 'em Just sing for 'em