You can't fuck with me, not on these beats
Not in these streets, any day of the week
You gone see the beat, call ya oh yeah
That's what you motherfuckers get, for talking that noise
I put the chrome on that loise, if it go on my toy
Not raw bass, but when I bling it bring me joy
I'm bringing other suckers pain, cause I'm running the game
They feel ashamed, everytime somebody mention my name
Where my championship ring, I'm winning it all
I triple double in the rap game, showing I ball
Got high scores at the house, I got some high whores
That walk around the crib naked, doing my chores
Like Chamille get it right, you know Slim hit it right
If I get it tonight, your man won't get it tight
It's me Slim, ya holla back at ya
Come stack with ya, live fat with ya
Watch my back, and in return I show you the game
Stay down on my team, and you'll get you some change
I holds my own, you gotta get your hood
By yourself you're no good, and that's understood
Giving shout outs on tapes, protecting yourself
I do this shit by myself, and I'm making my wealth
I wreck you hoes for fun, I'm number one
Your whole career is done, I hope you got a gun
