Tekster:
Slim Thug Hood In The Air

floss [Hook: Slim Thug] Oh yeah Throw ya neighborhood in the air If ya don't care, oh yeah Throw ya neighbor hood in the air If ya don't care [Verse

[Hook: Slim Thug] Oh yeah Throw ya neighborhood in the air If ya don't care, oh yeah Throw ya neighbor hood in the air If ya don't care [Verse 2:]

City, city, swang, swang Pop your, pop your trunk and bang, bang Don't let me catch you slippin you in the turnin lane, turnin lane [Slim Thug] {Slim

suspicious (What?) I bust tha three-six until tha damn drum bust (What?) I hit tha hood, be up in all black (I hit tha hood, be in all black) Numb nut

good So why not grip wood through the hood nigga, come on now Kush got me gone now, I don't smoke the stress I been blessed, so if it's in the air it

driver splitted With your brain inside your fitted Fabolous, the only way to I.D. him is in a five BM Puffin' sticky green 'till my eyes be slim Operate

high in the air Wit that stuff that get you real high in the air Go on put ya hands high in the air Wit that stuff that get you real high in the air

think ya love me, I shoot anybody that look suspicious (what) I bust tha three-six until tha damn drum bust (what) I hit tha hood, (I hit tha hood) be

feeling me Come to Houston, Texas and see swangaz and 'lacs And don't forget to tell the people that the legends are back, yeah [Slim Thug] It's Slim Thug