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it's going down (the king & the boss) - slim thug lyrics

[verse 1: z*ro]
i’m sitting on louie vuitton seats, bro
me and my n*gga [?]
i’m a mo city n*gga till the day i die, so high, i can’t even say i’m high
i tell the truth, and i never lie
i’m the best, bet you can’t find another guy
if you think i’m lieing, [?] 50 racks, [?] already did 50 tracks
[?] 50 hats
aim [?] won’t miss with that
i don’t need that [?] with that
[?] you can’t even pay for my [?] with that
this a foreign, baby, not a baby lack
and my d*ck [?] you can play with that
slim thug and z*ro on the radio
summertime in the city, [?] favorite track
900 on an old chain [?] these days
[?] my peyso with a [?] on the freeway
black wheels, black cars, black alagator interior
but all i can hear is the trunk [?] my n*gga, i’m not even hearing ya
no matter what my baby mamas tell my babies
my daughters love they daddy, even though he’s kinda crazy
this kush good, and this drank too good, that’s the reason i’m so lazy
gotta get paid for everything i do, i [?] won’t do it if they won’t pay me

[chorus: z*ro & slim thug]
z*ro and slim thug [?] for the south, n*gga
it’s the boss and the king, the boss
we don’t need n0body on our team
it’s going down
z*ro and slim thug
we already know you haters know [?]
60 minutes or less, haters gon’ need an i.v
[verse 2: slim thug]
it’s going down, like panties on the ground
whenever i’m around, your girlfriend can’t be found
when i pull up sipping, she be coming up missing
gave me dome, went home, now y’all cuddled up kissing
[?] glissin off them diamonds in that cocaine chain
in the club looking like when they bring out champagne
and i ain’t popping sh*t but bad ass b*tches
know the b*tch f*ck with me, if she tryna get rich
i’m a boss, my presents is priceless
and everything you see me with, gotta be the nicest
getting bread, and i’m taking all slices
grind hard or starve, n*gga, get on your job
i’m a northside n*gga, turned boss life n*gga
a whatever when i want, f*ck what it cost n*gga
stacks getting taller, now i’m a veteran baller
used to roll 4’s, now it’s foreigns with the [?]
had to grow up, ’cause i got my dough up
hit my n*gga ro up, time to stack up more bucks
it’s the king and the boss, s.u.c. and swisha house
b*tch, we still ain’t fell off, we still running the south
thugger!

- slim thug lyrics

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