Luyện nghe bài hát Trash

(*gun shots*)

(*talking*)
Fuck Northstar, you old bitch ass, ass nigga
Get off my motherfucking dick, Big Ballin
You old bootlegging, old ass, trash ass, hoe ass niggas

(y'all) you niggas off (niggas)
My niggas run the (are)
You can't fuck the Boss
(trash) come another loss

[Slim
Brace yourself, for the event from the Boss
Every hater that cross the Boss, gon get out
Another loss on they record, them broke niggas
need to get together, and be the We Hate Slim Thug gang
Talking down on my name, so I'm fools
I understand why hating, y'all got nothing to lose
I got a lot to lose but fuck it, I won't my respect
The more I start getting checks, the more start having plex
They do this shit to sell records, everybody me
They get a lil money, but not more than me
Like Roy Jones and Hopkins, ain't no deal
I'm getting 90 get 10, and gotta split it still
That mean these niggas still broke, Street Fame won't get sold
They the definition of weak, not the of thoed
And to that big bitch, by the name of Big Pic
He certified garbage, you can't fuck me trick
(ready, aim, fire), I'm bout make haters retire
Get a job at Mcdonalds, dick suckers for
Boss Hogg and PIE, we these streets
Got beef, my heat'll have you run in the
police saying laws, come get them Outlaws
They left me in the desert, in nothing but my
Bitch we raw, you believe it or not
Come in my face with plex, and you won't leave back out

(*talking*)
Old bitch ass nigga, you gon have to
A couple of mo' classes to fuck me, ha

[Slim
Correct me if I'm wrong, in this song
The same nigga who stole cash, is who's c.d. you on
What to I made them niggas, and they stole from me
You was acting, nigga you is funny
I your gay ways, way back in the days
in Austin you cried, and wouldn't rap on stage
All your fans was like man, lil nigga a bitch
When he can't get his way, he quick to a fit
I'ma do this I'ma do that, what's stopping you Yo
I saw you and Young Cappo, at the corner
On you niggas corner, while I was talking to
If you wanted me so bad, why the fuck you get me
look dead in my face, saw me in broad day
When I got behind you car, you went the other way
Talking bout you gon me, what your hurter broke
time I saw Big Pic, that bitch spoke
And North lying, trying to everything on chop
I know you bootlegging, let the lies stop
You don't sell c.d.'s, to buy you a car
Help Yo bootleg, so he can get a Northstar
You hollin' bring it to the ring, like you can me out
you standing straight up, I'll stick my dick in your mouth
Midget ass nigga, comb your nappy ass
You shop in the section, wear cartoon underwear
Don't me tie your dirty ass up, and give you a bath
You looking a lil dope fiend, out on the Ave
Talking bout I'm trying to plea barging, your O.G
Bullshit bitch, O.G. is me
me O.G. Slim Thug, bitch ass nigga
I might be young, but bitch I'm a ass nigga
And I'ma keep dogging your hoe ass, till you
And squash all shit, like the rest of you guys, hoe