Slim Thug - Hot n***a lyrics

[Slim Thug:] Thugga! Hold up, I'm just doing me man I've been doing this for 15 years man Minding my business, getting to the money Change the lot but still got the choppas n***a Got a lot to lose, I ain't playing with you Have you and your whole clique laying with you Them jackers get jealous when you get richer Roll strapped, keep my heat like the laws I got to keep mines just incase y'all have y'alls Big boss never bow down stand tall And if you don't like me, f** y'all I don't kiss a** or fake with you Female a** n***as want to date with you So emotional, I don't share that trait with you That's why the boss can't get cake with you Stand alone, yeah I hold my own Still keep it 100, in every song My old haters fell off, I got new haters Guess it's cause I'm still getting new paper Make them suffer when they see me shine No deals, still staking more than n***as sign They mad I left them behind But I ain't your babysitter n***a stop crying I'll be damned if I stop trying I do it for the fam, can't let them down That why every year I shut them down About to make another mil, one more time Boss Life n***a! [Z-Ro:] Vandross n***a Drinking lime in this b**h right now n***a That's right, uhh I'm like a curfew, come through and b**h n***as go in He say he the truth, he's going to have to show me then If I'm too cool for you, then act like you don't know me then f** the world more then, that's what Z-Ro be in Bad b**hes only, we don't f** with common hoes Trying to knock them all down like some dominos Vic and Anthony my n***as, never dominos Chunking the deuces to b**h n***as, I got to go Support me, you my people not a fan, man I always held my ground, I never ran, man And never put my sh** on n***as when the man came “I ain't got your money, you're looking for Lil' Sam, man!” sh**. Ain't hard being real, hell, it's even free! I wish everybody was real; it's how we need to be You can live a long time, and die of old age But you're cause what you said in your Twitter page Maybe you're dead cause you trust the wrong n***a, man Thought he was his man until his real man showed up Didn't see it coming, he poring drank in his soda Should of paid attention, would have caught it in his shoulder My n***a, don't make me let the judge go off Let it go hard, never let the judge go soft And not just you either, I'ma judge your house Lights out for all y'all, unplugging the whole house Yeah, a Styrofoam cup inside a Styrofoam cup That's a $360 Styrofoam cup Bottle with my name, I ain't got to hide my Styrofoam cup Y'all want to smoke? Tip the man and lit them hoes up Real is real. Fake is fake Haters trying to reel me in, I ain't got take the bait I know I ain't on time, I'm in to make you wait You're f**ing right, before I eat I still say my Grace That's what's wrong with these n***as They forgot the Almighty Instead of “thank you Lord,” they be more like “all buy me” sh**, and then they wonder they f**ed up Behind my back he raw but in my face he f**ed up I'm tired of showing love to all these Shirley a** n***as Three Stooges a**, Larry, Moe, and Curly a** n***as If I don't f** with you, then I just don't f** with you You mad, make me take you out in the morning n***a you trash Real is real. And fake is fake “Why they keep hating on you, man?” They want to take my place Didn't even see me like the Popo, they can make my place The King and The Boss eating, ain't going to save a plate, uhh