Hogg Life, Vol. 3: Hustler of the Year Album

Artist(s): Slim Thug

Cover Art

Slim Thug Hogg Life, Vol. 3: Hustler of the Year Cover Art

Tracklist

Drank

length: 3:47

Get It In

length: 3:03

[Intro]
[Thug, I’m a wanna take this over, zilla, zilla, zilla
Hold up, hold up, hold up, club going]

[Hook]
Northside hold up, I ain’t nothing but a thug nigga
I’m the only one that ran up on them drug dealers
Got two bitches in my muhfuckin car with me
Twin bottles, twenty bottles got the whole squad with me
I just get it in, I just get it in
Hold up I just get it in, I just get it in
Yeah, yeah I just get it in, I just get it in
Hold up, I just get it in
Fuck a bitch and her friend

[Verse 1]
I just get it in, fuck a bitch and her friend
I just came through new Maybach Benz
Had em pour up a whole fo in the Lean
I done drop the top on that ‘Rari on the feeta
I just pulled up bitch showed up like a smadge
I’m a be a real nigna tell her I’m in the casket
Snuck up in the club with my 45 cause it’s plastic
Hustle DNA, if I want it, I’m a have it
Been about that’s established
Made meals with a tablet
Niggas out here grabbing
Hate to see a nigga happy
Showed up with everything
Still getting that change
Independent fuck fame, OG with the name

[Hook]
Northside hold up, I ain’t nothing but a thug nigga
I’m the only one that ran up on them drug dealers
Got two bitches in my muhfuckin car with me
Twin bottles, twenty bottles got the whole squad with me
I just get it in, I just get it in
Hold up I just get it in, I just get it in
Yeah, yeah I just get it in, I just get it in
Hold up, I just get it in
Fuck a bitch and her friend

[Verse 3]
I just get it in got the club going crazy
Bottles back to back bobbing on it like a baby
Bunch a bad bitches busting it open for a boss
Hella Benzes, Beemers back to back at the house
Damn it’s super sunny and they all super chunky
My shit on steroids while your diamonds looking musty
All my partners drug dealers, hustlers getting paid
Got the mil on the juice and we all self paid
I’m so proud of me, I’m so proud of me
Went and got it on my own fuck the lottery
Boss life from the bottom to the top
And I’m still climbing high ain’t gon’ stop

[Hook]
Northside hold up, I ain’t nothing but a thug nigga
I’m the only one that ran up on them drug dealers
Got two bitches in my muhfuckin car with me
Twin bottles, twenty bottles got the whole squad with me
I just get it in, I just get it in
Hold up I just get it in, I just get it in
Yeah, yeah I just get it in, I just get it in
Hold up, I just get it in
Fuck a bitch and her friend
Hold up

Nevermind Me

length: 3:05

[Verse 1]
Used to be a Trap-Star, now I’m a Rap-Star
Everyday I wake up I gotta go outside and pick a car
Living like a movie star, living like a drug lord
I be in them streets everyday, no bodyguards
That’s how niggas real get respect in the city
Plus they know I keep that '45 riding with me
And fuck my kidneys cause this drank it got me gone
They say double U, bring this back and make a song
Still wrecking likes at the top of the dome
Still coming down dripping candy on the throne

[Hook 2x]
Never mind me I’m just over here balling
Staying on my grind yeah, I’m tryna find my calling
Bitches see me and they immediately start following
Wanna ride with yeah and we gon’ let em all in

[Verse 2]
Put a couple choppers in the trunk when I ride
That’s just how we do it coming off that Northside
I ain’t looking for no trouble, I’m just tryna stay alive
There’s wolves in the streets, I’m just tryna survive
Let her hit that test say yes you’ll soon see
Pull that chopper out if it spraying, R.I.P
We ain’t worried bout you we just tryna get rich
Pull up in them big rim Benzes with the kits
Big Benz’s with the kit, AMG loaded
Every time I hit that boulevard, we get noticed
Rolling up them fat jays used to smoke them roaches
Now we chi chung whole peas with the focus

[Hook]
Never mind me I’m just over here balling
Staying on my grind yeah, I’m tryna find my calling
Bitches see me and they immediately start following
Wanna ride with yeah and we gon’ let em all in
Never mind me I’m just over here balling
Staying on my grind yeah, I’m tryna find my calling
Bitches see me and they immediately start following
Wanna ride with yeah and we gon’ let em all in

[Outro]
Thugga, aye

Ray Charles

length: 3:54

[Intro]
Yeah, hold up, Zilla, Jay, Thugga, Thugga,Thugga, Zilla

[Hook]
I’m in love, I’m in - I’m in - love, I’m in - I’m in - love with that paper
Fuck these niggas
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
All these forgies are like acorns
Never fall off nigga, straight ball

[Hook]
I’m in love, I’m in - I’m in - love, I’m in - I’m in - love with that paper
Fuck these niggas
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
All these forgies are like acorns
Never fall off nigga, straight ball
I’m in love

[Verse 1]
I’m in love with that paper
Middle fingers up to my haters
I’m on the penthouse outta Vegas
On that ranch with no neighbours
Please don’t ask me for favours
I work too hard when you was lazy
I was up all night taking flights
Get my grind on you was lazy
Stop staring at a nigga crazy
What you staring at would amaze
I see you came up from the pavement
Should be proud a street nigga made it
Fuck you sitting on waiting on a new case
Then a probation
I’d rather be in a drop top with a bad bitch at the gas station
Filling up with that 93, beeing where ya’ll trying to be
H Town down west by the gallery you might find the G
SMoking up by the street
Valley grade that the player made
Sip, drink Moe then next Spade
Don’t be about till I see my grade

[Hook]
I’m in love, I’m in - I’m in - love, I’m in - I’m in - love with that paper
Fuck these niggas
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
All these forgies are like acorns
Never fall off nigga, straight ball

[Hook]
I’m in love, I’m in - I’m in - love, I’m in - I’m in - love with that paper
Fuck these niggas
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
All these forgies are like acorns
Never fall off nigga, straight ball
I’m in love

[Verse 2]
I don’t see these niggas
Don’t wanna be these niggas
I’m just being me nigga
Keeping it G nigga
I’m still that niga
That real ass nigga
That ain’t over hating on nobody
Still out here with guerillas
Still smoke weed with the killers
Still get paid from the dealers
Still getting that game and guess what?
I’m still the trillest
But only real fellas
It’s the hustle talk
And while you over there hating
I just got the band out the vault
To pull up my new house
Still coming high like a motherfuckin boss
You niggas out here looking lost
Some of the hustlas mad cause they ass fell off
Got two bad bitches butt naked in the bed
Waiting on a nigga to knock em out
Got a 50 milligram blue pill that’ll make shelly
Cut em up and sell them

[Hook]
I’m in love, I’m in - I’m in - love, I’m in - I’m in - love with that paper
Fuck these niggas
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
All these forgies are like acorns
Never fall off nigga, straight ball

[Hook]
I’m in love, I’m in - I’m in - love, I’m in - I’m in - love with that paper
Fuck these niggas
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
All these forgies are like acorns
Never fall off nigga, straight ball
I’m in love

04

length: 4:09

[Intro]
Thugga, you know what I’m talking bout
Nigga talking bout punchin, nigga I’m old school nigga
It’s that nigga zoom James he a fucking genius
Jack up in that pretty yellow bones, all my payments
I stay like the planet, yeah Venus
And if them laws come man you never seen us

[Hook]
Yeah I stay stuntin when I’m on I’m gettin it
Hit the boulevard and I got the trunk hidden
On that drink everyday I stay sippin
Like back in 04 I’m still tipsy
Like back in 04 I’m still tipping
You still broke aww man you tripping
Catch a hater hatin I’m give that ass a whipping
Like back in 04

[Verse 1]
Thug house band he the king of the city
Everywhere we go we keep a fleet that’s pretty
I ain’t gotta tell you that cause you slinging with me
Still in the club tryna fuck up my kidneys
Still drink drink like hit you with the Sprite
And in H Town we be living that life
35 years old and the boss still getting it
Like back in 04 I’m still tipping
Thug and fuck niggas stay talking bout me
Who the hell would you be if you was without me
Only way you are who you are is cause you copy
Only time you get paid’s when you play Monopoly
Thugga is a true one, thugga not a new one
Only come through when you know I’m hitting a blunt
With new slap yeah you know I ride caddy
Young bad bitches like to call the boss daddy
Niggas stay stuntin and be live on stage
Throwing big faces gotta show em getting paid
Put an A+ like I’m making good grades
And I’m a be that way until I lay up in the grave
With my real name staged and a nigga got it made
Top down through the town with Adidas shades
Used to do the braids switched it up to the fade
Been balling for a minute I’m a second death cave

[Hook]
Yeah I’m stuntin when I’m on I’m getting
Hit the boulevard and I got the trunk hidden
On that drink everyday I stay sippin
Yeah I stay stuntin when I’m on I’m gettin it
Hit the boulevard and I got the trunk hidden
On that drink everyday I stay sippin
Like back in 04 I’m still tipsy
Like back in 04 I’m still tipping
You still broke aww man you tripping
Catch a hater hatin I’m give that ass a whipping
Like back in 04

[Verse 2]
Thug life man we the king of the block
Riding that drop double R like Pac
Still kept shining even when them boys stop
I make country rap tunes, never did hip hop
That’s why I ain’t stop cause a hustla got slow
Here pow wow hurry up with my Moe
So slow gudda so flow oh flow
Got my sachet, shades on and the boot wherever I go
Keep a bad bitch matter of fact I keep plenty
Bad bitches I ain’t hit, it ain’t that many
Just wave em in just in case you get many
Got a pretty white bitch in Dallas back in 97
Old school flow make my city say man
My back on the budda same colour, Peter Pan
Waving at your bitch a hunnid thousand in my hand
Knock the window of the foreign looking so spic and span
Caught couple hundred grand if me see me on it
Wish I could send some fo so I can spend it
Everything paid for ain’t shit rented
I smoke and drive so all my shit tinted
Balling to the limit you should see my hater’s face
Knowing when I show up they back in last place
Moving at my own pace feeling too cool to race
When it comes to being a hustler put me with the greats

[Hook]
Yeah I’m stuntin when I’m on I’m getting
Hit the boulevard and I got the trunk hidden
On that drink everyday I stay sippin
Yeah I stay stuntin when I’m on I’m gettin it
Hit the boulevard and I got the trunk hidden
On that drink everyday I stay sippin
Like back in 04 I’m still tipsy
Like back in 04 I’m still tipping
You still broke aww man you tripping
Catch a hater hatin I’m give that ass a whipping
Like back in 04 I’m still tipping
Thugga!

In the Club

length: 3:09
Ha, Blue Boyz on the rise ha
Blue Boyz on the rise ha
Blue Boyz on the rise, with a mission to see - 2x

[Killa Kal]
I know you see me at the do', I'm in a Coupe on dubs
You in the lot, trying to pop it your hoop on hubs
You and your group at the club, trying to shoot your slugs
You think a ***** won't box you, or shoot your mug

I just came here to party baby, drank and roam blocks
Get a thicky thick chick, and get a quick dome shot
Got a sick chrome glock, and it cough at *****z
I came here to **** with women, I talk to *****z

I'm here often ***** (doing what), buying the bar
Getting crunk with my click, might be eyeing a star
I see white eyeing a bar, while I sip my Belve
Walked over (grabbed her hand), and with her lips she tells me

(get thoed) hell yeah boo, I'm one of the ones
So I pull her close to me, hands under her buns
But it's one thing about her, I just got to know
If she cutting tonight shorty, then I got to go

[Hook: x 2]
This for them ballas in the back of the club
*****z that don't know, how to act in the club
And them 600's, and the them 'Lacs at the club
Stay iced up, looking good in the club
Get ****ed up, chunk up your hood in the club

[Sir Daily]
Now Daily pull up to the spot, at 12 o'clock on the dot
Looking for a chickenhead, bopper to bop
Twenty inches spinning slow, as I crawl in the lot
Gold diggers flag me down, trying to get me to stop

But oh no, a ***** recognized disguise
I looked past that thick ***, and them big ol' thighs
I'm A G, I peep game constantly
So tell me what the ****, do you want from me

I'm at the bar, taking shots to the head
Trying to find a yellow bone, that give shots to the head
I see a fine looking dime, and she rocking some red
Spit a line and she mine, while she drop in my bed

It's guaranteed, to put a young ***** on her knees
Blue Boyz on the rise, with a mission to see
Slim Thug or Sir Daily, and my ***** Kyleon
We party all night, till six in the morn' ha

[Hook: x 2]

[Slim Thug]
I'm V.I.P., in the back of the club
Slim Thee, they call me the best dressed thug
Your misses trying to get a Boss, kisses and hugs
But your misses get nothing, but diss and mugs

I don't give **** to chicks, that give it up to scrubs
Trying to find the finest *****, up in the club
Make her up that thing, get in her ear
And fill her up, with game

Ten times out of ten, I'ma cut that thang
Got the broad giving up the brain, like it ain't nothing mayn
I'm a P-I-M-P, simple to me
And talk hoes out they clothes, so easily

I rock platinum rings, platinum piece and platinum car
And I'm bout to be, a platinum star
V.I.P. by the bar, is where you'll see me staying
With the Roley on my wrist, and the Crys in hand man

[Hook: x 2]

(*scratching*)

H.O.T.Y.

length: 4:05

[Intro]
Thugga, you know I’m saying
I just feel like I’m winning man
You what I’m talking bout
I’ve been in this game a long motherfuckign time
And any nigga with eyes can see
We still eating good over here man
Blessings
Thugga, boss life and power
We gon’ take over the world man
Keep your eyes open, aight

[Verse1]
It’s a drought down here but niggas still winning
Thugga still balling like I’m up at night winning
Hit the boulevard, got them new 40 spinning
And I’m feeling good, got a head, got me winning
Yeah I’m in a good mood cause a nigga still living
From the old school but a niga still getting it
I’m not a nerd but I’m a nerd with them digits
Standing tall on em, they all looking like some midgets

[Hook]
We be in the club, bad bitches got plenty
Riders on the way get fucked up with me
Feeling like Pac cause a nigga sipping Henny
Sipping Henny, a nigga sipping Henny

[Hook]
We be in the club, bad bitches got plenty
Riders on the way get fucked up with me
Feeling like Pac cause a nigga sipping Henny
Sipping Henny, a nigga sipping Henny

[Verse2]
I’m a real country nigga that represents the south
Do everything that I speak up out my mouth
Tryna get the chicks, damn check the fuck out
Them other niggas out there looking lost
Hustle hard with a passion
They wonder how I’m still lasting
They wonder why I ain’t crashing
They wonder how I’m still smashing
Ain’t nothing but bosses around me
Kept looking for brick till I found it
You nigas are scared, you niggas are scared
Don’t wanna do time in that County
Then get off your ass and smash
I’m keeping my foot on the gas
Adrenaline, rush out there fast
That’s how your nigga got pass
That’s why you still stuck in last
Hustling harder than you
Think I’m way smarter than you
What the fuck is you gonna do

[Hook]
We be in the club, bad bitches got plenty
Riders on the way get fucked up with me
Feeling like Pac cause a nigga sipping Henny
Sipping Henny, a nigga sipping Henny

[Hook]
Man we be in the club, bad bitches got plenty (got too many)
Riders on the way get fucked up with me (pull up)
Feeling like Pac cause a nigga sipping Henny
Sipping Henny, a nigga sipping Henny

Crazy

length: 3:44

[Hook]
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Hold up, bitch you gotta be crazy
Think you gon’ fuck with my biggas
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Think you finna stop this money
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Ooh, bitch you gotta be crazy
Hold up, hold up, bitch you gotta be crazy
Think I ain’t strapped that bank
Bitch you gotta be crazy
You think I’m finna miss when I’m aiming
Bitch you gotta be crazy

[Verse1]
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Pretty and broke, you gotta be lazy
Say she want my baby
Told her bitch you gotta be crazy
I’ve been hustling all my life
Favour that fucking paid me
Now you want me to spend it out with you
Bitch you gotta be crazy
I’m bout to take it to the table
Let everybody eat (let everybody eat)
All I got is a bunch of ‘Fuck you’s’
When they got on they feet
They’ll be your BFF when they need you
But they as fake as my teeth
Look real, act real but ain’t really real in them streets
Me? I’m real as can be
Started from the bottom
Put my hood on the map
Got paper, got smut, got legal
Now I’m done with doing the dumb shit in the trap
All my niggas locked up
And the feds are there so it’s fuck the game
I ain’t never let a bitch break me
You gotta be insane
Thugga

[Hook]
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Hold up, bitch you gotta be crazy
Think you gon’ fuck with my biggas
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Think you finna stop this money
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Ooh, bitch you gotta be crazy
Hold up, hold up, bitch you gotta be crazy
Think I ain’t strapped that bank
Bitch you gotta be crazy
You think I’m finna miss when I’m aiming
Bitch you gotta be crazy

[Verse2]
I let my money fly out my hand
Please remind me of Mamma Cabase
I drink it straight, fuck the trace
I don’t be flexing you know I’m made (know I’m made)
You ain’t gotta put me on a list (on a list)
You don’t even know who I is
Hold up, bitch you guessing, bitch you guessing
You ain’t never seen a man cagle like this
Body rocking moving side to side
It’s like I’m making switches in the drive, I drive
My Cadillac looking like a figure skater
Making circles up and down your block
We might left a lot, asking lotta questions
Like why I haven’t seen a tire
Seems like you can chase em, nah I let em chase me
Used to give a fuck but then I stopped

[Hook]
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Hold up, bitch you gotta be crazy
Think you gon’ fuck with my biggas
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Think you finna stop this money
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Ooh, bitch you gotta be crazy
Hold up, hold up, bitch you gotta be crazy
Think I ain’t strapped that bank
Bitch you gotta be crazy
You think I’m finna miss when I’m aiming
Bitch you gotta be crazy

[Hook]
Ooh, bitch you gotta be crazy
Hold up, hold up, bitch you gotta be crazy
Think I ain’t strapped that bank
Bitch you gotta be crazy
You think I’m finna miss when I’m aiming
Bitch you gotta be crazy
Hold up

Fight Talk

length: 3:17

[Intro]
You know what I’m saying
Let me tell you the difference between me and you though

[Hook]
You like to talk, I like to fight (I like to fight)
You like to talk, I like to fight (I like to fight)
You like to talk, I like to fight
And we can get it on tonight

[Verse1]
You niggas stay on that hating (on that hating)
You niggas stay on the faking
Talking down on a nigga (talking down)
With the smiling in my face (bitch nigga)
You niggas gossip like some hoes (like some hoes)
You niggas need to find some dough (need some doughs man)
You niggas ain’t getting paper (oh no)
That’s how ya’ll end up being haters (that’s why you nggas hating)
You niggas need some father figures
That’s why ya’ll acting like some bitches (like some bitches)
You niggas can stay broke (go head
But I’m a stay out here chasing my riches huh

[Hook]
You like to talk, I like to fight (I like to fight)
You like to talk, I like to fight (I like to fight)
You like to talk, I like to fight
And we can get it on tonight

[Verse2]
You niggas is some pussy (ya’ll some pussy)
Always worried bout some nigga pussy (damn)
Talking down to these bitches
You pussy niggas bout to push me (bout to push me)
You niggas got girl ways (girl ways)
Cause ya’ll be acting like some broads (some broads)
You niggas swear you doing all this shit (swear that shit)
But you niggas just some frauds (some fraud)
You niggas screaming that you’re real (haha)
You niggas ain’t never been true (ever)
You niggas swear you hustling on the block (word)
But you still live at your mama crib (huh?)
You niggas talking like you a boss (like a boss)
And won’t even work on the block (on the block)
You niggas telling like some snitches (snitches)
RUnning back to the Feds and them cops


[Hook]
You like to talk, I like to fight (I like to fight)
You like to talk, I like to fight (I like to fight)
You like to talk, I like to fight
And we can get it on tonight nigga

Outta Prison

length: 3:14

[Intor]
Aight, hold up, Thugga

[Verse1]
I’m a let this world know what’s going on
I only speak truth when I touch the microphone
I be at the crib living like a king on a throne
And the big big balling like a boss King Kong
And I never hate, never take breaks
I’ve had bad bitches in every six state
I’m focus, so focused I can’t wait
Can’t wait, falling off, I’m getting this cake
I go by the name of Mr. Slim Thugger
Ask about me they’ll tell you he a hustler
Never been fake no I’ve never been a sucker
My bitch so bad I had to snatch off the rug
I had to do a thing
I ain’t tripping
A nigga still wrecking
In the state in the city if you looking for that action
Keep a ‘45 for the niggas that’s jacking
Ain’t looking for no trouble
I’m just ready if it happens

[Hook]
Came from the bottom nowadays a nigga living
Used to take away nowadays a nigga giving
Gotta be dumb if you can’t see my vision
I’m just tryna keep some real nigas outta prison
Came from the bottom nowadays a nigga living
Used to take away nowadays I be giving
Gotta be dumb if you can’t see my vision
I’m just tryna keep some real nigas outta prison

[Verse2]
Tired of seeing my niggas locked up
Throw some rocks every time the block got bust
And fuck the police i know they love to watch us
Lost a few but they still can’t stop us
But i’m like damn, was it worth it
When you free getting money life’s perfect
Yeah my niga Dre 10 he don’t deserve it
Trying to get shot life he don’t deserve it
Niggas still falling for the trap
There’s many ways out the hood, not just rap
Plenty ways to get paid like playing ball
Educate yourself, think big, never small
Big man, fuck tryna ball in the mall
Put your paper up till your stacks get tall
And quit tryna run before you crawl
Freedom is priceless, I promise ya’ll

[Hook]
Came from the bottom nowadays a nigga living (living)
Used to take away nowadays a nigga giving (giving)
Gotta be dumb if you can’t see my vision
I’m just tryna keep some real nigas outta prison

[Hook]

Aye came from the bottom nowadays a nigga living (boss life)
Used to take away nowadays a nigga giving
Gotta be dumb if you can’t see my vision
I’m just tryna keep some real nigas outta prison
Aye

Look da Same

length: 3:19

Who Knows?

length: 3:21

[Verse]
I mean who knows man? We out here living that boss life
Doing what the fuck we wanna do man
You know am saying, ain’t no telling
Who knows
I might buy a new rose
I might drop the top on it then throw it on fours
I might spray that bitch candy
Half a million dollar car
I might take it to Miami
Try to find me a star
You don’t wanna go to war
You don’t wanna go to war
Yeah you niggas just some pussies
Probably put on a bra
I don’t want no pussy nigga
Ain’t no fear in my heart
I’m at depot with the same niggas
I been with from start
She say your diamonds ain't shining
She say your diamonds is blind
ANother bad bitch pulled up
Perfect timing
When I’m rhyming the real
EVerything one hunnid
These niggas tryna catch up
But baby thugga been done it
He’s done it for years
And a nigga is still here
You play ball but I make that balling shit a career
Never looked at my school
Cause I was stuck in the streets
I wish I woulda played but fuck it
I tell my hood gotta eat
Can’t thug if I’m broke
I had to get me some money
Got tired of bad bitches talking to me like I’m bummy
Had to get more cleaner
Had to get that new Benz
Had to pull up on em hoes and stunt on em with my friends
Let them know that we made it
SHow them haters who hating
I give motivation if you want it go take it
They say if you see him he shine
But all they seeing me grind
I be fucking bad bitches three or four at a time
Swear to God I ain’t lying
Now look my life so amazing
How much of this Cali Kush gon’ be blazing
You should see how many bitches coming back to the house
You should see how it feel to live life like a boss
I’m thugging so shit I gots to get paid
ALl these thugs be like damn you cut off your braids?
Why you take out your grill
You still keeping it trill
I say this the shit that happens when you making the mils
Boss life I’m living, fuck going to prison
Out here chasing millions
Cars ain’t got ceilings
Bitches looking appealing
Cribs looking like buildings
It’s an incredible feeling [x2]
Waking up with three broads
I fell asleep while Menajing
Woke up to two giving my dick tongue massages
And they looking so gorgeous so they got me my hardest
Tongue kiss the dick
I swear that bitch is a artist
Thugga

BL4L

length: 3:44

[Intro]
GMB
Bos Life Empire
Still climbing high
You niggas silent but loot still shining on me (It’s boss life till I die)
GMB, GMB
Fucking hoes smoking line
Bitches love that money power
84’s on my ride
It’s boss life till I die

[Verse1]
Bitch I pull up on six back in the 90’s
Down in H9 is still where you can find me
Probably got about ten dimes right behind me
Came a long way from doing days in the county
Bitch I’ve been rhyming since I was seventeen (Thugger)
Bitch I been grinding in this cash fuck you mean (fuck you mean)
Came through the spot, drop top, drop the screen (drop the screen)
We so OG we started, you sipping Lean
Balling No Limit nigga, pulling up ten
Everything paid for ain’t shit rented
H Town tension still, still representing
And we gon’ hold it down for the whole city limit (boss life till we)

[Hook]
It’s boss life till I die
Fucking hoes smoking line (you already know how it is man)
Bitches love that money power
84’s on my ride
It’s boss life till I die

[Hook]
It’s boss life till I die (boss life)
Free my nigga Shot Town
Fucking hoes smoking line (Free my nigga Corn Dog)
Bitches love that money power(we gon’ hold it down for you nigga)
84’s on my ride (Thugger)
It’s boss life till I die

[Verse2]
For my nigas in the Feds we gon’ still go hard
And when they touch down we gon’ kill the boulevard
Whole team stay silent
Ain’t no nigga told (one hundred)
Came from the bottom now we’re balling outta control
Hold it straight up out your mouth
If you don’t know me then you ain’t
Middle C C lower sixteen sell the paints
OG up in the game, all you lame niggas losing
Pulling up in that got bad bitches choosing (choosing)
Nigga I’m Houston, Biggy money in the streets (Thugger)
And I can’t lie I feel like nobody out here fucking with me
H Town boss yeah bitch I’ve been there
Been two decades straight
Can’t pretend there

[Hook]
It’s boss life till I die
Fucking hoes smoking line
Bitches love that money power
84’s on my ride
It’s boss life till I die
It’s boss life till I die
Fucking hoes smoking line
Bitches love that money power
84’s on my ride
It’s boss life till I die
Take it home

[Outro]
All living that motherfucking boss life man
Every body on the team one hundred
Free my nigga Dre, free my nigga SHot Town
Free my nigga Corn Dog
We still out here representing man
Still here repping
Put that northside on the map nigga
We still going nigga
Two decades later nigga
Boss Life
Pulling up in Rolls’ and Bentley’s nigga
With the baddest bitches in texas nigga
Hustler the muhfucking year
What’s up Rico? Man we shitting on these niggas still man
Told you we was gon get it nigga
We used to ride the bus now
We pulling up in motherfucking foreigns and killing these niggas
Picking ROley’s and shit
You know what I’m talking bout
Boss life