[talking]
Yeah, hell yeah, wanna $#&@ with the Boss huh
Show you (*##$ made $$# ^!$$%z

Slim Thugger, Boss Hogg Outlawz

[Slim Thug]

Mr. Buster, where the $#&@ you at
Can't box or lick, so you better get your gat
You ^!$$%z some broads, for $#&@ing your road dogs

The click you threw up with, label you blew you with
That's why we don't respect your $$#
Now it's time for the Boss, to check your $$# fool

Use to be homie, use to be my ace
Now I wanna slap the taste, out your mouth
Make you bow down, Lil' Yo

Hating on me, now I'm hating on you lil' hoe
Oh don't think I forgot, let J-Dog slide
Let Capo ride, just another homicide

Calling me, begging for cash
Dopefiend $$# ^!$$%, I get dead in your $$#
You should of stayed down, and got paid for verses

But now he ol' broke, bank snatching purses
Stealing cell phone, plumbing for money
You ain't no real G, you's a crash dummy

Talking that killa %#@!, (*##$ do what you do
You $#&@ed with me, now it's a must that I $#&@ with you