| Call me the King of the Ghetto, let my money relax me
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| So I ain’t even tripping, if they trying to tax me
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| They too small for a giant, I’m too big for that
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| Plus I’m a grown man, find yourself a kid for that
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| Baby mamas filing on me, a lot of people wanna sue me
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| I’m just a hood nigga, but my life is like a movie
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| Hell no I’m not at home, I’m on the Interstate
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| Bitch I got shit to do, I won’t be joining you on your lil' dinner date
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| Mo’fuckers, think I’m Illuminati
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| I follow Jesus Christ, I just shine bright while in a human body
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| Look I swear to God, I grind so hard
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| So like sunlight dipped in chrome, I shine so hard
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| I’m in a candy thang, big body I am taking up two lanes
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| I got money I’m not worried bout a thang, 55 on the freeway mayn
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| I wonder should I let my top down, been hustling so long I can’t stop now
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| It’s all love, when my fans attack me mayn
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| Cause when I’m tense, I let the money relax me baby
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| Fresh out the hood, I’m smelling like a bag of that Cali smoke
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| Top backwards, ain’t a stain on my candy coat
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| Shit all I do, is chase like a greyhound
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| In that mothership, swinging like we at a playground
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| Soda so polluted, full of codeine
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| Bitches staring hard, cause I’m cleaner than some chlorine
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| Jackers watching, but I keep the semi on tuck back
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| Never stop my grind, laws label me a suspect
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| On the run, I don’t ever sleep in
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| A full time hustler, working on the weekends
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| These the shoes, you wanna put your feet in
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| I’m in the cess pool, caught up in the deep end
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| In the slow lane, never in a hurry
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| Plus the kush smoke, got a niggaz eyes blurry
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| Too clean to speed, I’m holding up traffic
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| Getting thumbs up, my bitch looking attractive
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| Everything immaculate, slab just flawless
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| Riding round top down, on some Boss Hogg shit
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| To live the life, you gotta pay the price
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| If you wanna win, you gon' have to shake the dice
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| Advice from a real nigga, just like you
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| Can’t be saying what you finna, or you might do
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| Coming through some’ing new, shoulda been my name
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| The way I stay killing boys, in these wide frames
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| Slim outgrew at that point, you know
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| That’s how I see it, like I mean he was
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| He was the hottest artist round there and
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| And it got to a point man, life is all about
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| Excelling, and going to the next level
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| So if you at a level, that you outgrow
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| You gotta go forward and go
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| Do what you have to do, you know what I mean |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 55 , by - Slim Thug. Song from the album Hogg Life: The Beginning, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп