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 run the North (are)
You can't with the Boss
(trash) here come another

[Slim
Brace yourself, for the main event the Boss
Every that cross the Boss, gon get crossed out
Another on they record, them broke niggas insane
Y'all need to get together, and be the We Slim Thug gang
Talking down on my name, so I'm punishing
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 to sell records, everybody telling me
might get a lil money, but not more than me
Like Roy Jones and Hopkins, ain't no deal
I'm 90 they get 10, and gotta split it still
That mean these niggas still broke, Fame still won't get sold
the definition of weak, not the definition of thoed
And to that other big bitch, by the of Big Pic
He certified garbage, you can't fuck with me
(ready, aim, fire), I'm bout make these retire
Get a job at Mcdonalds, suckers for hire
Boss and PIE, we running these streets
Got beef, my heat'll you run in the streets
Calling police saying laws, get them Outlaws
They left me in the desert, in but my draws
Bitch we raw, whether you it or not
Come in my face with that plex, and you won't leave out

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

[Slim
Correct me if I'm wrong, anywhere in this
The same who stole your cash, is who's c.d. you on
What happened to I made them niggas, and they from me
You was acting, nigga you is funny
I peeped your gay ways, way in the days
Hiding in Austin you cried, and rap on stage
All fans was like man, this lil nigga a bitch
When he can't get his way, he quick to a fit
I'ma do this I'ma do that, well what's you Yo
I saw you and Young Cappo, at the corner
On you niggas corner, while I was to 50/50
If you wanted me so bad, why the fuck you get me
Y'all look dead in my face, saw me in day
When I got behind you car, you went the other way
Talking bout you gon hurt me, what your broke
Last time I saw Big Pic, that bitch
And North lying, trying to blame everything on
Bitch I you bootlegging, let the lies stop
You sell enough c.d.'s, to buy you a car
Help Yo bootleg, so he can get a Northstar
You hollin' it to the ring, like you can knock me out
While you straight up, I'll stick my dick in your mouth
Midget ass nigga, your nappy ass hair
You shop in the boys section, wear underwear
Don't make me tie your ass up, and give you a bath
You like a lil dope fiend, out on the Ave
Talking bout I'm trying to plea barging, with O.G
Bullshit bitch, O.G. is me
me O.G. Slim Thug, bitch ass nigga
I be young, but bitch I'm a rich ass nigga
And I'ma keep your hoe ass, till you apologize
And all this shit, like the rest of you guys, hoe