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 weak ass, ass, hoe ass niggas

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

Thug]
Brace yourself, for the main event from the
Every hater that cross the Boss, gon get out
Another loss on they record, them broke insane
need to get together, and be the We Hate Slim Thug gang
Talking down on my name, so I'm punishing
I understand why y'all hating, y'all got to lose
I got a lot to lose but fuck it, I won't lose my
The more I start getting checks, the they start having plex
do this shit to sell records, everybody telling me
They might get a lil money, but not more me
Like Roy Jones and Hopkins, no 60-40 deal
I'm getting 90 they get 10, and split it still
That mean these niggas still broke, Street still won't get sold
They the definition of weak, not the of thoed
And to other big bitch, by the name of Big Pic
He garbage, you can't fuck with me trick
(ready, aim, fire), I'm bout these haters retire
Get a job at Mcdonalds, suckers for hire
Hogg and PIE, we running these streets
Got beef, my heat'll have you run in the
Calling police saying laws, come get Outlaws
left me in the desert, in nothing but my draws
Bitch we raw, you believe it or not
Come in my face with that plex, and you won't back out

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

[Slim
Correct me if I'm wrong, anywhere in this
The same nigga who your cash, is who's c.d. you on
What happened to I them niggas, and they stole from me
You never was acting, nigga you is
I peeped your gay ways, way back in the
Hiding in you cried, and wouldn't rap on stage
All your fans was man, this lil nigga a bitch
When he can't get his way, he quick to a fit
I'ma do this do that, well what's stopping you Yo
I saw you and Young Cappo, at the sto'
On you niggas corner, I was talking 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, bitch spoke
And North lying, trying to blame on chop
I know you bootlegging, let the lies stop
You don't enough c.d.'s, to buy you a car
Help Yo bootleg, so he can get a Northstar
You hollin' bring it to the ring, you can knock 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 boys section, wear underwear
make me tie your dirty ass up, and give you a bath
You looking a lil dope fiend, out on the Ave
Talking I'm trying to plea barging, with 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 rich ass
And I'ma keep dogging your hoe ass, you apologize
And all this shit, like the rest of you guys, hoe