- Votes:
- Composers:
- Lawson
- Craig Stephen / Poole
- Raymond / Vickers
- O'dell / Writer Unknown
- N
 
- See also:
Fiend - Slangin' lyrics
Yo, what's up nigga? This the colonel, MP
 But uh Fiend nigga it's your muthafuckin' time to shine
 You gon' mix this shit up with bun B and pimp C
 U.G.K. and Fiend, this straight for all the niggas in the hood
 Niggas on the corner, every nigga in the penitentiary
 Nigga, this busta muthafuckin' free
 This for all the real niggas and bitches out there, ya heard me?
 No limit style, told y'all muthafuckas ain't no limit
 You muthafucka, I don't feel where you comin' from
 I don't like your zone, bitch, your microphone bitch
 Your tone switch sound like you wanna dig your own ditch
 It's my pleasure to bring the shovel
 You been lookin' for trouble
 So me and C and Fiend gon' bust your bubble on the double
 Hut one, hut two, march nigga, fire off that torch nigga
 Straighten it out like starch nigga
 When I'm parched nigga, take a sip of some kerosene
 Mixed with promythosene, turn your block to a terror scene
 Shit you ain't never seen
 Twenty millimeter tank rounds eatin' up everything
 Nowhere to run, hide, or back down
 I put my mack down, picked up my ass kicker
 'Cause it blast thicker, hose and get off in that ass quicker
 The last nigga figured, he had a chance
 To make it to that chopper, shit in his pants
 Make the murder man dance
 But we shine like clusters, to leave you in the dust
 'Cause we tryin', to get rid a all you haters
 And you muthafuckin' bustas
 Boy, we down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 I got the cocaine lady, white lady, by the key
 I get them whole for ten, double up for seventeen
 Two outta one, step on it to win
 They essay's is my partna, mafia stamp on the end
 Two block solid, each one worth one
 I rock it up my seven and I chop it up with bun
 A pocket fulla stones, hollin' 'bout a wrong
 Smokin', ridin' dirty, got a chip up in my cellphone
 Keep this shit pumped, get to pop the trunkFiend - Slangin' - http://motolyrics.com/fiend/slangin-lyrics.html
 Feelin' light headed off some California skunk
 And bitch I come from Texas and love that shit to lean
 I'm down with DJ screw and bitch it's U.G.K. and Fiend
 And we ridin' with some killas, niggas 'bout they drama
 Pimp like a wheelers and bitches like piranhas
 I'm sweet James Jones, a pimp and a hustler
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas
 And you muthafuckin' pussy ass bustas
 Boy, we down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 What's the sense of it all?
 Pimpin', powder, and pussy tryin' to make pennies
 Payin' off, so friendly to flip with my people give me
 If any doubt, the south, in every show today, blown away
 From the wrong way, I'm killin' these niggas the Jones way
 Let the Psalm say, he died as a hata
 Sooner than later, shoulda pop 'em since the incubator
 My life is droppin' heron, at the Sharon lookin', death dead on
 Knowin' I was dead wrong
 From the sad songs, have you been to my city?
 If you ain't got shitty, everything is far from pretty
 But I'm one bad fucker that's always claimin' tank
 Niggas know N.O., dank, and elevate
 My rank, what you call it? Bustin' out the Expedition
 Fiend pimpin', blowin' up corns coke and cat emissions
 My livin', resist the no limit and stashin' a duster
 Servin' the cluckers, poppin' it undercover, we gettin' rid of bustas
 Boy, we down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Down south slangin' rollin' with these hustlers
 Tryin' to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas
 Go mutherfuckers










