Slim Thug - Who They Talkin 2 Lyrics
[Slim Thug]Guess who's back again, here to wreck the track againI split flames, and leave haters blacker than a AfricanGuess who's back again, here to wreck the track againI split flames, and leave haters blacker than a AfricanGuess who's back again, here to wreck the track againI split flames, and leave haters blacker than a AfricanWhen I attack I win, ain't no draws in thisYou hearing it out the Boss Hogg, ain't no flaws in thisYou ***** niggas got me pissed, trying to slander my nameTrying to cut a nigga wrist, after I hand you the gameY'all some five percent homies, three ***** ass phoniesI guess I gotta show the world, that y'all ain't got nothing on meYou think you the Northstar, ***** you ain't the NorthstarYou disappeared off the earth, fell off by farHe don't even got a car, just a white cup of barA one and a two liter, you ain't no block bleederI'm talking bout that little sorry hoe, named Lil MarioWhen I left the house, I wanted to see just how far he'd goNowhere ain't shit changed, since back in the gameHe's still broke with no hope, and I guess I'm to blame, ha[Hook]Guess who's bizack, back and stacking that do'Getting green, is all we knowI won't leave my gat, gat in my lap when I rollTry to jack, and get your ***** ass froze[Slim Thug]And who was this other cat, still scoring fifty packsHe 26 but selling dope in the bricks, since way backI think they call him Black Mario, or Snake SkinI don't even know this nigga, but I heard him hatingI am the Kappa, I heard you on the twelve tracksSlim Thug you ain't no thug, I'll lay you flat on your backOff top boy you wack, drop your pen and your pad-a
