Slim Thug

herec, rapper

Narození:
8. září 1980
Věk:
43 let

Píseň: Slim Thug- "Dedicate"

Interpret:
Slim Thug
Album:
Already Platinum
[Slim Thug]
 My nigga Sleep Dog, you showed a young nigga how to ball
 Never settled for small, my dog had it all
 I can't believe you gone, I'm trying to stay strong
 Damn what the fuck went on, when you went wrong
 I remember the call on my phone, saying my nigga was gone
 I never seen Corn and Sha, look so alone
 This was the worst day, you died on Cogo birthday
 It hurt me, to see that look on they face
 We all gathered on the block, everybody in shock
 That day, it felt like the world came to a stop
 We lost a major dude, one of our click team captains
 I got numb, when I heard how it happened damn
 Fake niggaz and hoes showing up, like they feel how we feel
 Still trying to be down, but shit we know who all real
 We don't want no more friends, our family complete
 We just got one sleeping six feet deep, my nigga


[Hook]
 It's fucked up when a dog gotta die, when he trying to get his bone
 I dedicate this to my niggaz gone
 You know the type that just try to keep a steak on the table, while they home
 I dedicate this to my niggaz gone
 This for my niggaz on the left and right of Jesus, while he sitting on his throne
 I dedicate this to my niggaz gone
 And to them niggaz that shot ya when we see you, best believe that it's on
 I dedicate this to my niggaz gone


[Pharrell]
 My nigga use to ride with me (yep), get high with me (yep)
 And fly with me (yep), slice them pies with me (yep)
 Spray them guys for me (yep), and die for me (yep)
 But (damn fool), why this way


[Slim Thug]
 I'm still not over my nigga Stessa, Stank you still missed
 My life was getting a lot better, until I ran into this
 A tragedy a gangsta, my nigga had to be
 Lil' Cheif don't know what's going on, and shit that's sad to see
 Cortiana a star, we gon watch over her man
 Courtney, she kinda know but she don't really understand
 What's going on, I-Pop and Heaven at home
 My nigga kept his family first, so I know where he gone
 He left Corn with a lot to look after, he can take it
 Not from your mother but we your brothers, so I know you gon make it
 You got Sha you got Chad, you got Troy you got me
 Ray, Ed, Mo, Shannon and Kenny G
 We your family nigga, so wipe the tears from your eyes
 Stay focused get your paper, and stay on the rise
 You a hustler, and a jacker can't take that
 Your brother Sleep gone, cause haters hate my nigga


[Hook]


[Pharrell]
 My nigga use to ride with me (yep), get high with me (yep)
 And fly with me (yep), slice them pies with me (yep)
 Spray them guys for me (yep), and die for me (yep)
 But (damn fool), why this way


[Slim Thug]
 We had to wait crying, our dog a victim of a hate crime
 These haters hate, cause he shined at all times
 Seeing the way Sleep Dog ball, made a nigga chase paper
 Remember the day you gave me your chain, at my show at The Maker
 Get your shine on youngster, we love to see that
 When I put candy on the Excursion, he loved to see that
 We showed up, Sleep part of the reason I blowed up
 When them haters saw how hard we ball, they fold up
 He lived life to the fullest, everything to the extreme
 Done so much, I think my nigga ran out of dreams
 From cars clothes to hoes, competition is none
 We had fun, like Nelly say we number one
 I know Sha gon hold your name, and keep the click on game
 Now I don't like to ride solo, I stay with a gang
 Went from a sawed off gauge, to three AK's believe that


[Hook]