Slim Thug Lyrics

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Take Over Lyrics

[Hook]

 Boss Hogg, we running this rap shit

 Slim Thugger, I'm running this rap shit

 Sir Daily, we running this rap shit

 Lil' Doodie, we running this rap shit

 E.S.G., we running this rap shit

 Rayface, we running this rap shit

 

 [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, bitch 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 niggas 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 shit

 My nigga Troy, we running this rap shit

 Big Cheddar, we running this rap shit

 My nigga Corn, we running this rap shit

 My nigga Chi, we running this rap shit

 Jude Fiend, we running this rap shit

 D.P., we running this rap shit

 

 [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 shit, 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 shit

 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 shit

 C-Note, we running this rap shit

 Mill Ticket, we running this rap shit

 Real Deal, we running this rap shit

 My nigga Pop, we running this rap shit

 My nigga Juquay, we running this rap shit

 Sleep Dog, you still running this rap shit

 

 [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, shit look at your piece

 Eric told me how much your dumb ass, paid for that

 When you saw that bullshit, 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 fuck Cluck, you just begging for a break

 You say you don't rap for free, that's why you ain't on my tape

 Nigga please, your weak ass 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 ass out

 For bumping your gums, I guess your ass is still dumb

 You happy, I said your name trash ass bum