(*talking*)

E.S.G. (huh), Lil' Keke the Don

Ha-ha, it's long overdue baby

(Huh, been waiting for the Southside

That swanging and banging, to put it down what)

Mr. Slim Thug, Northside Southside let's do this homie

(C.M.G. Boss Hogg Outlaws, we platinum in the ghetto tell em Ke)



[Lil' Keke]

H-Town superstars, gotta walk that walk

Popped up on 22's, will make you squash that talk

In Texas a living legend, it just ain't my fault

If I see it and I want it, I just go to the vault

We some, city slickers

But these niggaz out of state, think we some shit kickers

You bring your nuts up on your guns, and just try to get us

But I ain't gon lie you fucking with some real mob figgas, I'm talking hard hitters

We out here stunting, while most of you niggaz faking and fronting

Slim Thug and E.S.G. and Lil' Ke, we paper for hunting

It's a hell of a ride, hell of a ride hell of a stroll

We ship it gold, so the paper can fold



[Hook]

Have you ever met some thugs, that can ride like us

Cutting corners burning blocks, looking fly as us

Endo hydro, getting high as us

With a bad little broad, on the side of us

Cause we bouncing-bouncing, rolling up the strip

20 inches when I flip, looking good when I dip

And we be riding sliding, doing what we do

Northside Southside, we got love for you



[E.S.G.]

Now hol' up hol' up, E.S.G. hit the do'

Say Ke, we ain't cooking 36 no mo'

I whipped eighty baby, I'm in the game forever

Represent it sold a million, independent together

I'm with the Young Don, Boss Hoggs in the do'

Working with a quarter mill, smelling like hydro

Look at the grill hoe, I spent sixty on ice

I'm at the Source Awards, looking like a disco light

Purple Sprite push white, FEDs starting to get curious

Act a fool like Ja Rule, move fast and furious

What you get when you mix, two of the Screwed Up Click

With the Boss of the North, standing bout 6"6'

Now this is it watch me spit, 16 from the heart

R.I.P. to DJ Screw, you was there from the start

Now on your mark get ready, playa roll up a ounce

Cause when the hook come in, drop your top gon bounce huh



[Hook]



[Slim Thug]

It's H-Town dream team, ball more than a king

I guess it's in my bloodstream, to be about my green

A new face on the scene, I'm the rap game rookie

Trying to do some'ing new, I'm tired of cooking up cookies

We getting paid down here, living laid down here

Hit the club with bald fades, and braids down here

Slim E and Ke, we Texas best

We three hard young G's, that don't settle for less

You can't mess with the Tex, Boss Hogg on top

When I park at the club, my rims don't stop

They keep cutting, ten G's for these with the buttons

In a DTS strutting, I ain't want for nothing

From the bottom to the top, and I can't fail

I'm in a click about they mail, I know you can tell

We living swell, cause we got a lot of thangs to sell

I know the FEDs on my trail, but I'm giving em hell



[Hook]