[Woman interview]
What's good everybody?
It's your girl Alana D.

Chillin' with my boy the boy slim thug
He's from Texas
Now son you've been doin' it real big for awhile

But please, tell us what's the secret to your success?

[Slim]

I'm a bonafide hustla
Used to have to bust bricks down in half
in order to see the cash

That's in the past
^!$$%s outta see the stash
Went straight to the bentley

Skilled, the S-class
I was a star before I signed autographs
This the beginning, y'all ain't seen my last

When I call myself a hustla,
I ain't talking about moving rocks
I'm talkin' bout them 9's and them aks and them glocks

When y'all was on the corner
out there runnin' from them cops
I was out there sellin' all them local crack spots

Boyz in blue and we creep deep
Mother$#&@in' police
we make the rules in the streets ^!$$%


[woman interviewer]
I feel you

I feel you
Now we talk about the style of Texas
NOw many seem to think cause you got that Texas style

That's gonna limit your success
Tell us what you think about that


[Slim]
I'm an H-town ^!$$%
So !#@* y'all ^!$$%s

Got a fo'-fo' thatta buck y'all ^!$$%s
Stay out my way
Cause ^!$$% I'm not for play

Ya ^!$$%s say you G's
That must mean you ^!$$%s gay
He's from H-town

But he don't stay where I stay
I'm from the land of the killers
He don't lay where I lay

So get it right mother$#&@ers
Don't try to put me in the same shoes as them suckers
There's a real thick line between rhymers and some hustlas

Them ^!$$%s ain't no gangstas,
Them ^!$$%s is some bustas


[Woman interviewer]
Okay talk to 'em
I see you here with all these diamonds, all these chains

You drivin' around in bentley's
But I don't ever see you with any security,
Please, what's the word on that


[Slim]
Pistol grip pump in my lap at all times

They be checkin' other fools, but they ain't checkin' mine
You run up tryin' you gon' be lyin' down dyin'
When you hear that clock clock sound comin' out of the iron

I ain't no $#&@in' punk, I suggest you ^!$$%s chill
Cause if I pop this trunk, then somebody gon' get killed
This ain't no rap act, my ^!$$% I'm really real

Go on run your $$# up, and watch me stop you with the steel
^!$$%s must be on peel, cause it's evident they
think the boss went soft cause I got a record deal

I do this rap %#@! cause makin' hits pay my bills
And I could give a $#&@ what you other suckers feel
For real


[Woman interviewer]
Aight yo, keep doin' your thing
We lookin' out for you brother
You got anything else in the works

What can we expect from you in the future?

[Slim]
Boys in blue, comin' soon