Houston Album

Artist(s): Slim Thug

Cover Art

Slim Thug Houston Cover Art

Tracklist

Houston (Home of the Texans)

length: 3:53

Creepin

length: 3:25
I ... ripple in my spray
...candy painted them lights
How the f*** the 8's fall off
When n****** ever wear like what we ... right
Keep a country chick on my right,
Shot gun when you see me rolling
From my bit to my b**** in my right,
You gonna say all that s*** holding
Them ... boys be glowing, got diamonds all in they mouth
We came out shine, got n***** blind they ...
Sipping ... sitting on the couch
s******* on boys every time I pull out
I'm a real n*****, real n****** gonna...
Come to the h, you gonna see we ball, come on
Dirty one retire, my b****** like ...
Some d***...p**** fire
Been pimping since before still tipping
...while you n****** still...

Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... , creeping the ...
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... , creeping the ...

Well let me creepin let me crawl it's the ...
All the hating is futile, I keep my paper on ...
Got the screens falling down, they clumsy just like a child
Incredible is the smile, interior reptile
My bed ... is horrible cause I swing too much
You can take a picture but oh baby please don't touch
Out here, walking around with a limb,
I be leaning with no crutch
Nah, these hoes can't ... but they pay me, we going dutch
So that dutch is what I clutch
Cause that hating just a ...
I'm on my grind
... if you a fool if you think I ain't
Out here chasing after that...
... until I gain, then it's back to the city of ...

Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... , creeping the ...
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... , creeping the ...
I'm represent that south, south
Gold teeth in they mouth, mouth
...gold chains on they neck, neck
... f*** that gal as soon as I meet her
...cause my gun wherever I gotta
... get back on your job...we go hard
My squad ain't playing no games
No gladiators, no thangs,
2 out of the box ...take no ground... is gonna ride
... is gonna hide

Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... , creeping the ...
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... still balling in the mix
Creeping the ... , creeping the ...

O.C.D.

length: 3:52

Ball

length: 3:55

Bout Dat

length: 3:41

Funny

length: 3:08

(Chorus 2x)
Got bitches, got money
Laughin' at them haters cause they lookin so funny
Laughin' at them haters cause they lookin so bummy
Get where I'm at before you talk down, chummy

(Verse 1)
They call me Mr. Slim Thugga, mothafucker
When I'm on the beats I go raw no rubber
When I'm on a freak I go deep when I cut her
Stay up, can't sleep, gotta get rid of this butter
Fuck some bread, I'm lookin' for some head
She say she go hard but she'd rather fuck instead
Thugga bust the pussy open, beat it 'til it's broken
5 minutes later I'm in my Camaro smokin'
Hoes say I'm heartless, ladies say I'm nice
Met her last night and I already fucked her twice
Hog life, get bitches get money
You niggas pockets on flat ridin on dummy
Hustle hard, I'm tryna live large
Grindin' 'til the Bugatti get parked in my garage
Got a thick round chick givin' my dick a massage
But my iPod playin slow jams at the ??

(Chorus 2x)

(Verse 2)
Hog life, appetite for mo'
I Can't stop all I know is how to go
On one like Drizzy, bitches keep me busy
Smoke that sticky icky 'til my head get dizzy
In the club like "who is she?" I haven't seen her face
Hour later, she comin' to see my place
That fast in a flash out of blast
Titties look pretty with a supersize ass
Smash then I dash, only stayin' if she payin'
Part time pimp, part time rhyme layin
I'm so not, you so soft
Boys talkin' down but they don't want it with the boss
I got shooters like Dirk, don't miss
Cross the line, 3 fingers up, you're hit
Make your bitch ass get low like a kick
B.H.O. ho we takin over this bitch

(Chorus 2x)

Japanese Swag

length: 3:54

Shine

length: 4:02
Burn the bridge
And severe all ties to the right
Kiss the kids
Cause daddy's gone off to fight
Brace yourself
For the search and seizure of the land
We'll spread the wealth
And finally gain the upper hand
In death and taxes
God we trust
E.Pluribus unum shine
I rust
Hang 'em high
And don't cut em' down till you're told
We're justified
In taking back what they stole
Mad as hell
We desecrate in disgrace
Dry, the well
You kick the dirt in my face
In death and taxes
God we trust
E.Pluribus unum shine
I rust

My Life

length: 3:43
My life
My life, really feelin hard times

Lookin' out my window, holdin' my weapon like Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin', feelin' like hatin' is your profession
And I know a couple Texans that got killed for over-reppin'
So I never be oversteppin' boundaries bounded to my weapon
When they ask me how I'm doin, I just tell 'em "I'm doin' super"
I got a date with Destiny, allow me to introduce ya
Her little sister Fate told me I'm gon' be the future
And legacy's everything to a Martin Luther King Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me feelin' like I'm athletic
And success tryna get away from me and I ain't tryna let it
When they told that Pimp was gone, my reply was "I don't get it"
And I'm still havin trouble believin' it happened the way they said it
Had to cut some partners off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was born to be a boss
But I know there's a bunch of haters tryna see me take a loss
So I be sleepin' with one eye open and put cameras in my vault
I've been thinkin' and gettin' deep and they tryna tell I been preachin'
But I know that they can't see how much of the world that I be reachin'
So stop reachin, stop leachin, I'm a fade 'em out like bleach and
In the spots where they can't get out to is the spots I visit frequent
Europe to UK and Germany, travellin' currently
Made so much in millions that I could cash out in eternity
Accustomed to hittin' customs with that duffle full of currency
When God created hustle, looked at the world and he inserted me, Koopa

[Chorus: x4]
I'm just livin' my life, so cold
In the streets so I'm takin' it slow

Uh, yeah
I'll tell you my story, I only speak the truth homie

It a terrible situation, throwed on the curb within the hands of time
But since I'm blistery breathing I guess a ***** livin' fine
I live a life that's filled with dramatistic people cryin'
And since the hood depend on me, they'll never lose a hand of mine (I gotcha)
I'm paralysis when it come to the good times, I'm used to the pain
Feelin' like a bum under the bridge, I'm so used to the rain
Anything I do is from the heart so it reflect my name
Forgive me for my sins father, I feel like I'm goin' insane
Media criticizing me for checking *****s, **** it, oh well
I just wasn't raised a little ***** disrespected *****
I'm tryna live on my own by the ways of a gangster
So every time I leave out I pray so I'm prayin' for a gangster
It's bad enough the world we livin in all about money
Since we runnin' out I choose to believe it ain't nothin funny
I've been stabbed in my back so much I deal with it
I'm tryna kick it with my life before heaven come chill with it

[Chorus: x4]

Last year was a hard one but life goes on
Thinkin' bout my ***** Pimp while I write this song
And the list goes on, all my *****s is gone
I'm tired of hearin' bad news, scared to pick up my phone
Got a call, my ***** Eddy died from Acres home
Just seen him at my video shoot, now that **** wrong
Kelvo, Arborea, even my girl Shantz
I just heard word she got stabbed to death today
Dear Lord, I pray that you take away the pain
From their family and their friends, please help us change
Still warm my *****s sleep dog, stessle and stank
My girl Dee Dee, they got me pourin' out my drank
It's ****ed up, all my friends is dead or in the pen
Seem like soon as your life begin it's beginning to end
I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, your time is dated
You never know when showin' your love might be related, ha ha

[Chorus: x4]

Can't Stop

length: 4:10

Come Here Bitch

length: 4:42

Favorite Bitch

length: 4:07
[Talking:]
We good, Thugga
Tell you bout me and my life

All I do is get money, fuck hoes ride clean
Smoke big weed, keep a pint of that lean
Got bad bitches, cashing foreigns off the lot
Your bitch love Thug, cause Thug doing what you not
I live a boss life, five hoes no wife
Keep em swapping out, shaking ass like dice
I see you looking baby, ain't these diamonds looking nice
She say how much it cost, I told her mo' than your life

I live a boss life, bitch I live a boss life
I been living a boss life, that's right I live a boss life ha

I'm in the club getting fucked up, celebrating while you hating
Your girl in my section, while you home masturbating
I like strip clubs, and strippers that turn up
And like Boston George, I got a mo'fucking plug
Rep H-Town, and I do this shit the best
Stay talking shit, but I bag it with them chicks
Clean like a drug dealer, I only roll with thug niggaz
Been shining so long, they wanna kill us cause bitch

I live a boss life, I been living a boss life
You know Thugga live that boss life, bitch I live a boss life ha

And everythang paid out, from the cribs to the cars
And I own my masters, y'all slaves spitting bars
Put plenty niggaz on, took my hood around the world
Still one hunnid, them boys been acting like girls
Been grinding nigga, (g'eah)
That's how I'm still shining nigga, (how ya love that)
You boys just rhyming nigga, (them boys just talking mayn)
I see them bullshit diamonds nigga, haaaa

Bitch I live a boss life, I'm still living that boss life
I live a boss life, boss in that boss life

I got a yard full of foreign cars, while you boys still leasing
Yeah he rap good, but your money ain't increasing
In my penthouse, letting your bitch see the view
She say I'm getting money, I say that ain't nothing new
I live a boss life, tell your boss come get at me
Cribs coast to coast, good luck trying to catch me
Got a lot of tens, and they job to keep my happy
Treat me like a king, never let a bitch trap me

I live a boss life, bitch I live a boss life
That's right I live a boss life, till I'm gone I live a boss life bitch

My Car

length: 3:29

[Verse 1: Kirko Bangz]
Pull up to the parking lot, 84's they pokin' out
Lil' momma wanna see my rims
Can’t wait 'till I pull them out
Talk about 'em to her friends
They tellin' her don't ask me out
Cause they know just how I roll
Plus those hoes wanna ask me out
I take clips when I hit that strip
So I’mma do this to the casket drop
Wrist cold, and my jewels
Just like Baskin Robbins
Benz just like the whip
I’m trying to put momma in
You bitch wanna leave comments
I just use her face as my condom
My whip black, call it ebonics
Pockets fat, super humongous
Got two hoes lovin' to tongue me
And my whip call it jumanji
I’m an animal in this game, pull up
A barn never bummy want the bread don’t you crumb me
Swang wide, bitches love it!

[Hook: Kirko Bangz]
I know you like my car
I know you like my ring
I’m living like a star, baby money ain’t a thing
She says she loves my rims
Says she loves the way I swang
Nigga grippin' wood grain, pussy drippin' candy paint
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Shit, these girls wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang

[Verse 2: Doughbeezy]
Ungh!
She say she lovin' the way I be swangin my slab
And how I be keepin that drank in my cup
Like Kirko, I'm bangin' and brangin' it back
Keep dank in a sack
Rollin up nothin' but sticky
I keep me a thicky
She call me to fuck and unbutton my dickies
She suck and leave nothin'- no nut or no hickies
I'm up in yo city, rollin' one deep
Got no niggas wit me
Dro in a mini
I used to roll lac now it's 4's on a hemi, wit screens hangin' down
Like an old lady titty
I keep 2 cups in my cup holder
Wit' yo gal sending me text saying come over
Cause I got Houston on my back like Slim Thug's shoulder
And I know you like my car, and love the way that I swang
When I grip the wood she grip on mine and give me head while I'm changin' lanes
And it's a shame, cause I know yo ass wouldn't fuck me on a huffy
But the fact that a nigga swangin' make all of the hoes love me, and I...

[Hook: Kirko]
I know you like my car
I know you like my ring
I’m living like a star, baby money ain’t a thing
She says she loves my rims
Says she loves the way I swang
Nigga grippin' wood grain, pussy drippin' candy paint
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Shit, these girls wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang

[Verse 3: Slim Thug]
Way how to swang
Lane to lane while I grip the grain
Got your bitch peeping me when you ain’t peeping game
Fifty on a ring couple hundred on a chain
Went from being broke, to big ballin', man!
Man now I'm cool watch me do the damn fool
Breaking boys out homestead avenue (HOMESTEAD!)
Coming through!
All blue, some green
Repping for the team
And every single one clean
Not me your girl watching
Baby momma popping, I’m about to get what they want
Cause they won’t stop me
Drop it, it’s time to go and bag a mil'
Got every bad bitch on deck, but I only fucked 10

[Hook: Kirko Bangz]
I know you like my car
I know you like my ring
I’m living like a star, baby money ain’t a thing
She says she loves my rims
Says she loves the way I swang
Nigga grippin' wood grain, pussy drippin' candy paint
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Your girl wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang
Shit, these girls wanna fuck me cause the way that I swang

Money Team

length: 4:12

Halloween Night

length: 4:08

Slim Thug ft L.E.$ - Halloween Night

[Hook]
Dressed in all black... in my black ride...
I got my mask on-- it's Halloween Night...
Goons at the do'... trick or treat, nigga
Lay down- Lay down on the floor; trick or- trick or treat, nigga...
Dre-Dressed in all black, in my black ride...
Got my- Got my mask on-- it's Halloween Night
Goo-Goons at the do'.... trick or treat, nigga
Lay down- Lay down on the flo'-- trick or, trick or treat, nigga

[Slim Thug]

It's Halloween tonight.... that mean them jackers out
Ridin' by your house, tryna plot it out...
Been watchin' all week--
Timin' yo' every move--
Know when you pick them kids up and drop 'em off to school
Know when yo' old lady make it home and go to work
Even know what day you score and where you get your work...
They want it all and don't care who all they gotta hurt--
Cuz you been cappin' 'round town; that's how they saw ya first
Was in the club spendin' grands, you must be the man..
You was drunk and ain't peep 'em in your rearview stand..
Knew you was gone so they followed you all the way home
And now you're layin' face-down with 'K's at ya dome

[Hook]
Dressed in all black... in my black ride...
I got my mask on-- it's Halloween Night...
Goons at the do'... trick or treat, nigga
Lay down- Lay down on the floor; trick or- trick or treat, nigga...
Dre-Dressed in all black, in my black ride...
Got my- Got my mask on-- it's Halloween Night
Goo-Goons at the do'.... trick or treat, nigga
Lay down- Lay down on the flo'-- trick or, trick or treat, nigga


[L.E.$]

Uh-huh...
Niggas out'chere ballin'... and we got ya starvin'...
Ski-mask and a pistol-whippin'-- that's the way to solve it..
.35-revolve' with me-- make 'em lay it down...
And into them gangs-- we don't play around...
Tatted up and the whip all-black--
Load that clip then you cock that strap--
Smack that bitch if the hoe react and I can't do jail; no time for that
We roll on a nigga for a Rollie... Choke niggas up out they chain...
Beat niggas up out they braces; bitch ass niggas gon' feel my pain
You see, they gainin' fat and I'm losin' weight so I'm eatin' off'a they dinner plate
Fuck Dollar Menu, I want a steak--
We eatin' good but they eatin' great..
I'm Michael Myers, I'm Freddy Krueger, I'm Jason, nigga, yo' nightmare
Them horror niggas at yo' door--
Don't hide, nigga, what? You scared?

[Hook]
Dressed in all black... in my black ride...
I got my mask on-- it's Halloween Night...
Goons at the do'... trick or treat, nigga
Lay down- Lay down on the floor; trick or- trick or treat, nigga...
Dre-Dressed in all black, in my black ride...
Got my- Got my mask on-- it's Halloween Night
Goo-Goons at the do'.... trick or treat, nigga
Lay down- Lay down on the flo'-- trick or, trick or treat, nigga


[Slim Thug]

I got my mask on-- trick or treat
My pistol out; it's time to eat..
It's haunted out here in these streets--
Goons lurkin', tryna creep...
Tryna see if a nigga slippin:
Cappin' hard with no bodyguard..
Rappin' hard but the nigga fraud so when I see him I'ma pull his card
Scary nigga... talkin' tough....
I'm 'bout to wire yo' mouth up...
I'm 'bout to fire yo' house up...
Call the laws, i don't give a fuck
It's Halloween--
Niggas dyin'--
Mask on--
Shots flyin'--
You can hear mom and kids cryin'--
I'm takin' everything good I find;
Better brake yo'self, don't make yo'self--
End up on the Breakin' News
I'm breakin' fools and breakin' rules
Fuck payin' dues, I'm takin' dues...
Makin' fools, lay it down at first sight of this AK
This Halloween, fuck trick-or-treat...
You can have what I don't take....

Outro

length: 2:55
They said no when I told them that I'd find a way to get to the top
They didn't know that eventually I'd be the one to worry about
When someone would mention me, they always tried to say I would flop
But this the sound of revenge

Yea
On the path to find out who's true
The only person you can really trust is you
And if you feel like you can't even trust you
Then you can always trust you know who
And if you don't know who you know who is
Then I feel so sorry for you
Cause that's really the only person that can judge you
Critics, people that wanna see you fail will tell you what you can't do
Shouldn't do and must do
But when you got that glow
Nobody else's words can really budge you

Revenge has always been looked upon as a sin
And sometimes you feel like you had to sin to win
Sometime it sound like :gunshot:
Is what it coulda been
When you get to the gates of Heaven they probably wouldn't let ya in
But ya change that meanin' up and success is what it is in the end
And instead of worryin' about what shoulda, coulda, woulda been
Ya turn your head toward the future and keep it movin'
Know what I'm sayin'?
Well say it again
Keep it movin'
Know what I'm sayin'?
Screw it then
Know what I'm sayin?

If you're waitin' for me to fail, your time is runnin' out on that clock
I'm runnin' to the finish yea, when I get there I ain't gonna stop
Success is what I couldn't have, but now I tell em look what I got
It's the sound of revenge