Slim Thug - Shut Your Hood Down lyrics
rate meft. LE Chamillionaire
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio to your hood …
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio to your hood …
Nah, it’s that bottom of that mac
Home of that candy paint on them 'lacs
Ride wheels slow sitting low…
Smoke my black, tip my hat
Still gonna tuck it, still gonna live it
Drop them screens, still ride clean
I ain’t gonna lie playboy we did it
Y’all don’t get it, this our lane
Still gonna swang, still gonna bang,
Piece and chain still gonna hang
Like my nuts, point your man
Hold up, see gorilla… let it drove
Roll up, give you wanna move real slow
Pour up, came out hard coming down that…
All I ever gotta do is show up
Know what, gripping steel as I grip the wheel
Bad yellow with me, she on the pill
I keep it pimping, she know the drill
I bust the nuts, she knows the drill
I hit the scene bitch I’m a star
Hell yeah my rims smoke and the car
Still.. ain’t coming down
The flash nigger you’ll ever find
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio to your hood …
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio to your hood …
Come on, I take a first class flight
Back to the fortress
To high cats, getting nauseous
Bad yellow chicks trying to ask for a portrait
But not me, the car, your dash looking gorgeous
And no business yet that's going corporate
With H like that it's an endorsement, never forfeit, I never pass and I torch this
Where’s competition, probably back where the morgue is
Anyone that’s not us, get … where the corpse is
Cause you know I gotta kill it, you know I gotta get it
You know I move product cause they feel it
And I’ma stay hotter than a skillet
You don’t like me, then you gotta come with me
… you’re tattered up, let your ink show
And let me get you in the motor, I know you wanna get low
…and your music’s gotta be slow
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio to your hood …
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio to your hood …
Whole crowd go hold up, when they see the man boss roll up
That’s right niggers, get your dough up
I show you boys out here how to show up
… coming down like cribs
… I’ma take it for a trip
… nigger will rob the nigger next door
Next day be like look what I bought
…see how we swang…
Land of the thrill still popping purple seals
Still paying out my bills
Making mills without a deal, ha
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio to your hood …
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio,
Bring the trio, trio, trio, trio to your hood …
Thanks to Ghost for correcting these lyrics
