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Slim Thug
Slim Thug


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Настоящее имя Stayve Jerome Thomas
Дата рождения 8 сентября 1980 г.
Место рождения Houston, Texas, United States
Жанры Hip-hop
Годы 1998—н.в.
Лейблы Interscope Records
E1 Music
См. также Pharrell Williams
Chamillionaire
Paul Wall
Mike Jones
Bun B
Z-RO
Chalie Boy
Yelawolf
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Тексты песен Slim Thug

Текст песни "Leanin'"


[Pimp C sample]
Leanin', Leanin', sittin' sideways [X2]
Leanin', Leanin', Leanin', sittin' sideways
Leanin', sittin' sideways, Leanin', Leanin',
sittin' sideways

I'mma young ghetto boy dat's why I act dis way,
rollin' in the candy car leanin' sittin' sideways

[Chorus X2] [Slim Thug]
Big boss of that damn nawf, grab the mic straight
run his mouth Candy blue what you see me floss,
when I pull the lac up out the house

Lookin' good while I hold the wood, on the slab
shit's understood Hit the (stash?) chunk up the
hood, boys gotta see me stunt for good

New car new ice, it ain't shit I can pay that
price, Niggas ain't living like the boss live,
that's what that is and I say that twice

I tip the 4's and flip the roads, before that
album got shipped to stores Boys betta keep they
lips closed, before they punk-ass get exposed

I done showed the world how the boss hold, Slab or
foreign I floss those Drank and dro got me floss
mode, doin' 100 on the toll road

Pimp and Bun runnin' right behind, pieced up with
the grill shine 10 years still putting it down,
representin' for that H-Town

Michael watts got the beats slow, slim thug keep
the streets throwed Brains straight bout to be
blowed, cause Rico got them sweets rolled

Now ask them cause the streets know, the big boss
man got it locked H-Town man I'mma shout that out,
till I'm up in Heaven wit Pimp and Pac.

[Chorus X2]

[Pimp C]
Sweet Jones bitch! Unnh Unnh Unnh

Tony Snow the mack not the myth, the Pimp I got
the gift to break a bitch, twenty thousand behind my lips

A hundred thousand on my neck, everytime that I
step out Bought the red thang from Chamillion,
candy paint swangin in the drop

I keep the hoes pussy drip drop wet, lamborghini fuck the vet

Top gone lets get it on, I'm the real bitch he's a
clone Smelling like Bar 9 cologne, gotta billion
dollars out my microphone

Slab crusha, dome busta, Promethazine mixed with the tussa

We call it banana split, choose a pimp hoe I'm
legit Wrecked the grey bitch, bought the red I got
a phantom too that's what the fuck I said

And I ain't dropped an album yet spend my dirty
money don't touch the check

If the rap game die I buy some work and keep a
young yella bitch that will pull up my skirt

And when the bitch get enough her pussy squirt
tricks love to see (how it works?)

I love the money she love the fame I gotta leveled
head she gotta (piece of the brain/grain?)

I gotta 3-way lover on my cingular She gotta 4
inch (?) with (jack Mick hair?)

Between her legs I'm tellin you And she pay her
daddy and that's what it do

[Chorus X2]

[Bun B]
it's Bun B the man and not the myth, ridin on them
4's trunk got the fifth I push one button on my
remote, start up my slab and my trunk will lift

I got the gift I got straight from God, keep it
real never fraud From P-A-T the land of the Trill,
so when come out I'mma come out hard

You know the name and the resume, my g-code files
is documented Certified Rap-a-Lot for life, down
with the mob represented

Don't play them games because I got the change, to
put it in ya mind and on ya brain you'll leak
coming out the candy, die where you standing
simple and plain

I'mma gangsta baby not a baby gangsta, I'm
overgrown it's understood Slim Thug the boss, C
the Pimp, and I'm Bun the OG to run the hood

We got the good, and the flower, hard or soft get
it rock or powder But know ya shit when you hit ya
lick, it don't come with a textbook ??

And the power and the bread, so fuck a law dog,
and fuck a fed I'm from the south and we got the
crown, and you can't get it back until I'm dead

Heard what I said, and press rewind, play it back
so you can get the meaning Coming down in that
candy slab, grippin on the grain and you know I'm leanin

[Chorus X2]

Leanin', Leanin', sittin' sideways [X2]
Leanin', Leanin', Leanin', sittin' sideways
Leanin', sittin' sideways, Leanin', Leanin',
sittin' sideways

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