Grindin’ - Slim Thug

I’ve been grindin my whole life

Nigga, know what I’m talkin bout

For d shit I used to do I should be doin life

Nigga, know what I’m talkin bout

Mix my purple wit my Sprite, nigga, know what I’m talkin bout

Smokin dat kush got me out like a light

Nigga, know what I’m talkin bout

Lookin for a bad bitch dat’s sex esteed

Know what I’m talkin bout

It’s hard to find a bad bitch I ain’t already hit

Know what I’m talkin bout

Hit d galleria blew about ten stacks

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Next day hit a lick an get it right back

Know what I’m talkin bout

Might catch me in dat fifth gettin fucked up

Know what I’m talkin bout

If you see me in dat gatsby say «what's up?»

Know what I’m talkin bout

Fifteen year later guess who still trip

Know what I’m talkin bout

When they start acting fake guess who still real

Know what I’m talkin bout

I’m straight, you niggas is fake, you niggas is snakes

I’m at d crib, it’s out by d lake, make no mistake

My life is great, I’m in good shape, might take yo mate

We up in Houstons, we eatin steaks, we eatin steaks

I’m gettin money, eatin good, sleepin good

Came a long way, from d days in d hood, but I’m still hood

In dat drop pier wid dat chopper, don’t got room for too many partnaz

Boys be lookin like dey wanna try me

Ima have dem boys lookin like who shot you

Don’t play no games or mess wid lanes

If you ain’t bout yo change don’t say my name

Thugga still in d A shinin mayne

Cause Thugga still in d H grindin mayne

I been hoggin all my life nigga, know what I’m talkin bout

Knockin dese hoes you callin yo wife nigga

Know what I’m talkin bout

Certified G wid all a ma stripes, nigga

Know what I’m talkin bout

I been playin wit d ross since I took it up d freeway

Send a nigga shit way before I seen a Ebay

In d hand wid it like a nigga in a relay

You ain’t get d message pay attention to d relay

Put it on ma mama an ma old man TJ, believe me

Playin wit dem suckaz like a DJ

Bitch I been d man since d day I left d PJ, nigga!

Know what I’m talkin bout

Pocket full a bread like a whopper at a BK

Fake ass rapper, don’t believe d shit dat he say

EA sports a nigga really in d game

He just comin, takin shke an it’s spittin me jay

I just met d brawd down the road name Phillipe

Cop a hunid back an bring it back just like a replay

Drop it in d bowl Ima microwave slay

I’m a risk turner chicks I’m on d grind like TK

Get in nigga, it’s d planet a d apes

Get banana clip I put a hunid on yo brain

Sell a couple books run an fuck it off quick

Walk beside judge an spend a hunid on a chain

Know what I’m talkin bout

Take a nigga bitch

Want yo own lady better put her up quick

Best of both worlds, grayed hair good dick

Do it like a book make a nigga hoe split

Know what I’m talkin bout

I’m d man, I’m d man

Say d shit again, God dammit I’m d man

MVP God dammit I’m d reign, nigga!

Know what I’m talkin bout

Get rich quick mean money on demand

Me being broke that is never in the plan

You ain’t talkin money nigga I don’t understand

Ha!

What you talkin bout?

I do dis shit for fat pad, hyper rockin davies

Niggas ridin slayer but dey coulda bought Mercedes

Some old school got made in d 80's

Big wheels pokin got dem lookin at me crazy

Halfway sleep, codeine got me lazy

Swingin left to right when a nigga come down

Got him dirty dancin like I dropped Patrick Swayze

Nigga, know what I’m talkin bout

Hey!