Slim Thug - Oh Lord lyrics

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Slim Thug - Oh Lord lyrics

From back then till now Oh Lord (Oh Lord) Real n******gs never changes outr ways keep it 100 That's why you see me in every hood in my city and Some stunting Rowe fore lack rowe whatever I want to roll I sell that sh** back if I don't like it I'll take it back and get something like it Keep new nike's on my feet pocket full of greens As a matter of fact I only smoke papers b**hes say they love thugg But I gave all them slick a** hoes the vapors They be trying to blow papers thinking a n******g gonna fall For the trap b**h you gotta ball And all ya'll n******gs talk big but That sh** you smoking be small Starting like smoking a blunt don't f** with a hoe they frontin like Still hit the club every week and they hoes coming right Heading to the fifth tonight n******g got about 20 b**hes Hit the live got too drunk threw away all my riches Should have kept it in my pocket now I miss all them dick heads And I can't name another rapper in my city that did what I did Spend you mother f**ing week at the jail Bring clothes for your haters that's trying to close me And b**h I'm the boss and all ya'll broke mother f**ers Right here going to buy me Pull up in something clean like a King You know every year that's how we gonna do it I know they mad because of their b**h And I'm still shining just trying to get use to it Cause I've seen a lot come and I see a lot go but I still shine Trying to get the boss out the gang but you still going to hold it down You can't do it all the time but I ain't going back to jail I'm the boss and I belong in a million dollar house not no sale n******gs trying to k** each other over bullsh** Man I ain't got no time or it That why when they mess with my line I push in and empty it All about my stacks if you ain't trying to chase money Then move on with it that's why I left them n******gs alone While real hard I got to go get it Either you down or you ain't Ain't no in between n******g And while you trying to get your life right I'm a keep increasing these figures All you n******gs give a f** about is getting high ain't doing sh** While what I give a f** about is trying to get more rich Never want to work never had a job never give a sh** for life So I'm a grind my a** out till my n******g looking damn super tight Can't fall off can't fall off and I'm still broke But it about that hood green you gotta move up

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