[Hook]

Boss Hogg, we running this rap shit

Slim Thugger, I'm running this rap shit

Sir Daily, we running this rap shit

Lil' Doodie, we running this rap shit

E.S.G., we running this rap shit

Rayface, we running this rap shit



[Slim Thug]

The take over, this the hater makeover

If you got plex with Slim, I suggest you stay sober

No time for slip up's, no room for mistakes

I go to war with you cakes, talking bout I'm fake

Y'all the ones telling lies, bitch apologize

We was all cool, until I started to rise

That's when the hate came in your eyes, I remember it clear

Back in 9-9, yep I think that was the year

I pulled up to the studio, in a drop on swangs

Instead of looking happy, y'all looked like y'all was in pain

Ever since then, thangs ain't never been the same

You haters fell off, and I guess I'm to blame

What a shame, back then I could tell you niggas was hoes

Y'all use to get paid, fifty dollars a show

While I was getting the G's, I told you get your money too

The reply was Watts, don't need us like he need you

Which was true, cause soon as I left y'all went left

Tried to do y'all own thing, and follow my footsteps

Only problem is, y'all needed me to make it

I know it's hard to take it, but it's the truth face it



[Hook]

Boss Hogg, we running this rap shit

My nigga Troy, we running this rap shit

Big Cheddar, we running this rap shit

My nigga Corn, we running this rap shit

My nigga Chi, we running this rap shit

Jude Fiend, we running this rap shit

D.P., we running this rap shit



[Slim Thug]

Verse two, little sorry hoe back to you

I think I finally understand, why you do what you do

When people come up to me, they ask about you

And when they come up to you, they ask about me too

When they ask you how I'm doing, what's your reply

Do you tell em how I'm balling, and how Slim is still fly

They see you looking dirty, they see me looking clean

They say you ain't accomplish shit, they see me living my dream

That gotta hurt, but for you I'm feeling no sorrow

I just hope this make you get on, your game tomorrow

Remember when I took you to pick up, those c.d.'s and shit

You went behind my back you dick, and hit my lick

I can't forgive or forget, I remember it all

You use to like to see me fall, and hate to see me ball

But y'all, Northstar don't want it Thug

Big Pic and A.D., they don't want it with Thug, ha



[Hook]

Grey Day, we running this rap shit

C-Note, we running this rap shit

Mill Ticket, we running this rap shit

Real Deal, we running this rap shit

My nigga Pop, we running this rap shit

My nigga Juquay, we running this rap shit

Sleep Dog, you still running this rap shit



[Slim Thug]

Big Pic Big Ballin, you talking backwards life

Big Pic big broke, that sound mo' right

First of all on the cash blast, you can't compete

You already beat, shit look at your piece

Eric told me how much your dumb ass, paid for that

When you saw that bullshit, you should of gave it back

You better invest in some crack, cause your rap game weak

I can't wait for your album drop, and flop in the streets

And what in the fuck Cluck, you just begging for a break

You say you don't rap for free, that's why you ain't on my tape

Nigga please, your weak ass couldn't pay me

To talk slow on a flow, on the Boss c.d

By now you should know, better than to run your mouth

Remember in Garden City, when Chris knocked your ass out

For bumping your gums, I guess your ass is still dumb

You happy, I said your name trash ass bum