Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beating Up the Block, artist - Slim Thug. Album song King of the Nawf, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.07.2019
Record label: Hogg Life
Song language: English
Beating Up the Block |
| Trunk beating up the block |
| I came up to a brick from a rock |
| 'Cause the boy Slim Thug riding 'lac no top |
| All I’m tryna do is find me a bop |
| Never stop keep going |
| Yeah I keep flowing |
| Year after year candy paint stay glowing |
| Got the diamonds and they showing |
| Yeah nigga gone blind |
| Repping H-Town, watch me hold the city down |
| Got the crown, king of the north |
| Who else is it but the motherfucking boss |
| And boy Slim Thugga came up from the bottom |
| When we talking cars, talking hoes, yeah I got 'em |
| Haters I spite 'em, pull a Glock from the back |
| Dropped the window, let the bitch go and crack |
| Bitch I’m the mack |
| Coming down, cutting slack |
| Gotta come through, riding '4s don’t know how to act |
| Trunk wide open boss hogging the |
| H-Town hot so I’m blowing |
| Represent the H, shout out to the Don |
| Gotta represent the city, do this shit fun |
| Do it like the '90s |
| Haters can’t find me |
| Everywhere I roll, I keep the shooters right behind me |
| H-Town legend, yeah bitch I don’t stop |
| Every summer I be off the lot with a drop |
| Bitch I pimp cash |
| Wood on the dash |
| If I get money, hell yeah it’s in the stash |
| No I can’t spend it |
| Bitch I’m a boss |
| 20 years straight, I ain’t ever fell off |
| Cut the braids out, and I took out the grill |
| Didn’t have a deal, but I still made mils |
| Haters talking down, but them haters can’t feel |
| A real nigga like me so bitch chill |
| Riding fifth wheel and the bitches on the ground |
| Repping H-Town gotcha bitch in the gown |
| Stick a dick in her, I know them boys remember |
| Thugga diamonds cold yeah it’s like it’s December |
| No I can’t fall off, bitch I keep getting it |
| Mr. Slim Thug, hell dro I’m hitting it |
| Stay gone off the Cali kush, got a bush |
| When I gotcha bitch at the crib, I push |
| All up in her |
| Riding on spinners |
| If I got the witch with me, hell she a winner |
| Yeah I’m not a beginner |
| Bitch I’m a vet |
| Riding in the black, and you know that bitch wet |
| Red insides, yeah this shit is looking buggy |
| Deuce out the roof, there goes Slim Thuggy |
| Gripping wood grain, hell yeah holdin' mane |
| Hitting the boulevard ain’t leave a damn stain |
| Trunk bang bang, yeah the bitch got knocked |
| Hoes on dick, yeah the bitch gon' bop |
| Hit the parking lot, Sunday in rose gold |
| See them other boys, and I made them niggas fold |
| Hit the address, then I’m headed to revolver |
| Keep the .45, yeah it’s a problem solver |
| Fuck around with me, bitch I put ya in the grave |
| None of you bitch niggas can fuck with Stayve |
| Straight up out the mine |
| Watch ya boy hold it down |
| I be on my grind, coming down summer time |
| 100 outside so I hopped up in the Rolls |
| Pay cash for it, so I’m stealing all your hoes |
| Sugar daddy Slim, yeah bitch I still got it |
| I be hitting the boulevard, it’s some real traffic |
| Might be in Mexico with your sexy hoe |
| I ain’t even tripping, you can have her, I let her go |
| Get 'em by the twos |
| Give boys the blues |
| Every time you see me I be stepped in fresh shoes |
| Gotta stay fly |
| Gotta stay high |
| If I hit the boulevard, yeah you know it’s live |
| Yeah snow is life, yeah straight up off the mind |
| H-Town Nawf side, bitch I’m 'bout my grind |
| Represent the boss |
| Represent the House |