[Talking] 

Uh... Killa!..Aye 



[Killa Kyleon] 

You can catch me and Slim deep, coastin slabs 

In South Beach Miami on Ocean Ave 

Wit them 22 inch spinnas on the G-S car 

We Dirty South Rydas but we not D-S-R 

Or In Atlanta, we flippin thru College Park and Decatur 

At 112 on a Sunday night, vallet parkin the gator 

On 24's Like T.I., in a Drop Caprice 

When I stop, the otha piece of the rim chop the streets 

I'm a track lumberjack Yella chop the beat 

Bring it back 3 times now stop the beat 

I'm the hottest, the rest of y'all is obsolete 

Mah name speak for itself so go cop some heat 

And, Killa the reason why ya daughter is late 

Got her suckin me up, ridin in mah quarter to eight 

And get her like a dry plant, I'm finna water her face 

Bustin shots at her top, bout to slaughter her face 

Whoa! My 16's like keys or blow 

When you inhale it? Its garaunteed to please ya bro' 

But you don't want me to spit 16 and leave ya bro' 

At the cemetery mah verse'll weave ya bro Its Killa 

Kyleon Ill bleed ya bro 

Get ya chick, filled up wit dick, and feed the hoe 

Got the drop top shakin like a seizure hoe 

Tha Ak-4'll make you have amneisa bro' 

And we gon' keep this here on a need to know 

In case I have to use it and you need to know 

I got em', trippin off this style that Ive done copped 

I'm the dude the streets been talkin bout startin all the gossip 

I'm Cold! Like a runny nose leavin the whole block sick 

And my flow! Got 'em runny nose leavin the whole block sick 

You can beg all you want, but you still ain't finna stop this 

Glock, when I cock it, aim that bench, and pop it 

And ain't a cop, can stop this, Killa from spittin hot shit 

I'm on a whole notha level, try to get you some mo' notches 

Rocks got the chrome watch lit like disco balls 

I stand in kitchen like chefs cookin wit Crisco Oil (Nigga!) 



[Slim Thug] 

Now who you know wit mo' flow than Thug and Killa? 

And who you know wit mo' dough than Thug and Killa? 

Who you know wit mo hoes than Thug and Killa? 

And who you know mo realla than Thug and Killa? 

Nigga, theres no one, and if so? Show one' 

So Slim and Killa can blow one, sell a break and blow one 

In the sky, we two guys thas two fly so don't try 

You trippin, I told you guys bout smokin that prye 

Dont battle the super clan, you playin wit Superman 

I'll make ya tongue kiss the sand, wit these two super hands 

I'm just tryin to get by, tryin to get fly 

Tryin to chill wit the finest chick, thas tryin to get high 

Party boy, Dont do too much, but focus on sex 

You boys broke wit no hoe so you focused on plex 

I'm constantly gettin checks and gettin jammed in decks 

You say ya betta than me? But ya, gets no respect 

You don't understand, how Slim Thug became a made man 

Used to see me doin bad, But now Im, a major paid man 

You sit at home all day, jottin rhymes in ya pad 

While I'm headed back to Cali just to get me some ass 

You boys tryin to live hard to be me 

Dont try to be the hottest crew, that you seein on T.V 

When Nelly went diamond, you was puttin band-aids in ya face 

Now 50 Cent dropped? Now you yellin G-Unit all ova the place 

You dickride wit pride every week switch sides 

Dont come around here wit that shit, I ain't lettin it slide 

Tha Boss Hogg Outlawz gon' remain the same 

Tha same niggaz that was here, thru the rain and pain 

Tha shit won't change mah game gon still remain 

Instead of losin our fame, we still doin our thang 

Me and Killa on the hussle on the double the worlds in trouble 

You thought we quit? We bout to bust y'all bubble 

Tha Boss, still rappin and still track jackin 

When you see me in the streets? Do ilook like I'm sackin? 

I'm stackin mo big faces and seein mo big places 

And Still leadin a pack in the underground races 

Slim Thug's the solo, Boss Hogg's the logo 

Boyz N' Blue the click, Naw bitch not the po-po 

We'll bust ya hoe tho, If she round these parts 

She gettin stuck on the wall and we ain't throwin no darts 

I ain't tryin to break no hearts I'm just playin the game 

And I heard she was smart, I was borrowin brain 

I ain't tryin to take ya girl, you can have her back mayne 

Cause she gave me the big face, you can keep, the change 



[Killa] 

Boss Hogg Outlawz.. We Too Gangsta Fa Yall Nigga! 

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