Time to lay it down, like Big Ball & G It's the L to the I to the L, to the K to the E to the K to the E Throw your hood up, this is Texas best Don't
feat. E.S.G., Slim Thug) [Chorus] Buy the car Buy the house Pimp the wife Pimp the spouse Throw the diamonds in her mouth Realest rhyming in the south
[feat. Chamillionaire, Paul Wall, Mike Jones, UGK, Lil' Keke, Z-Ro, Trae, Rob G, Lil' O, Big Pokey, Mike D, Yung Redd] [Slim Thug:] Slim Thugga, Muthafucka
' Flip & Tite) [talking] We got that green stuff, Big Tite Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg Fin to put it all in y'all face [Slim Thug
For the Dirty Dirty South, representing H-Town [Track] I wish, got my G's from H-Town, it's going down I wish, got my G's from H-Town, it's going down
Remix, Remix, Remix Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix [Verse 6: Slim Thug] Its One Blood If You Blood Or Cuz From That Number One Thug, Its Still One Love I
, straight from the dope man You want a hit get close, so I can give you a dose I got the best work, on the Dirty South coast I'm Slim Thug, the same
turquoise blue [Verse 4: Chamillionaire - imitating E.S.G.] All the way to Louisiana I know you gutter niggaz feel me I keep a loaded heater that's
gon do, when the gun's in your mouth E.S.G.-SES, and we represent the South g'yeah [Hook] [E.S.G.] Now what you know bout Bayou Classic, or the Southern
[E.S.G.] E.S.G. and Slim Thug [Slim Thug] We like Startsky and Hutch [E.S.G.] Five mics ain't enough [Slim Thug] Cause we platinum plus [E.S.G.]
crease styled jeans We gonna thug it up [Slim Thug] Slim Thug gonna thug it up, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma I'ma thug it up With E.S.G. and Bun B Sippin on some
never leave the crib, without a murder weapon) [E.S.G.] Now keep the sell us on the real, it's from the man with the grill E.S.G. what's up Bun B, you
hesitation, my trunk still shaking And the four 18's, got my Neons breaking [Hook] [E.S.G.] Drop, tops Swang on bops, fuck cops Whoa, no That's how Dirty South
I'm way mo' than grinding So yeah, now you bitch niggaz know What E.S.G. stand fo', that's my motherfucking intro nigga [talking:] Know I'm saying, E.S.G
prophet, seeking gifts It ain't no stoppin' me I gotta clock G's T-H-U-G Pop niggas they D-E-A-D Bet a thug don't test me boy I trust my dogs Hit 'em
to lay it down, like Big Ball & G It's the L to the I to the L, to the K to the E to the K to the E Throw your hood up, this is Texas best Don't forget