Shut It Down

[Intro: Slim Thug]

Thugga...we still serving and collecting these niggas, mayne

Third time around, mayne

Still representin' this Texas shit

[Hook X4]

Bring the trill, trill

Bring the, bring the trill, trill, trill

Bring the trill, trill to yo hood and shut yo shit down (Boss Hoggs)

[Verse 1: Le$]

Now it's that bottom of that map

Home of that candy paint on them 'lacs

Ride wheels slow sitting low when the vogues on poke, fifth wheel layin' on back

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 gone hang

Like my nuts on y'all mayne (Hold up)

Cigarillo full of that dro (Roll up)

Hit me when I move real slow (Po' up)

Came out hard coming down that 'vard

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 trill

I bust the nuts she knows the drill

I hit the scene bitch I'm a star

Hell yeah my rims mo' than the car

Still pullin' boppas and comin' down

The flyest nigga you'll ever find

[Hook X4]

Bring the trill, trill

Bring the, bring the trill, trill, trill

Bring the trill, trill to yo hood and shut yo shit down

[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]

Come on, let's take a first-class flight back to the fortress (Why?)

To have cats, getting nauseous

Bad yellow chick trying to ask for a portrait

But not me, the car, yeah that's looking gorgeous (Woo)

Handle business yeah that's going corporate

Rep the H like that's an endorsement

Never forfeit I never passin' our torches

Where's competition probably back where the morgue is

Anyone that's not us get left 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 Imma stay hotter than a skillet (Tryin not to spill it)

Sippin' out the cup til it's empty

Cars that we rollin' in never say rent me

Swagger like Pimp C

Bank account lengthy

(You don't like me, then you gotta come with me)

Hell nah I don't think so

Talk down but don't do it when we meet tho

You can talk down but don't do it then my peep and my boys'll be shootin' at your rims like a free throw

You tattered up let your ink show

And let me get you in the mode

I know you wanna get thowed, with the candy sittin' on vogues and your music's gotta be slow

[Hook X4]

Bring the trill, trill

Bring the, bring the trill, trill, trill

Bring the trill, trill to yo hood and shut yo shit down

[Verse 3: Slim Thug]

Whole crowd go 'hol up,' when they see the man boss roll up

That's right niggas get your dough up

I show you boys out here how to show up

Leave a hater sick in his stomach make him throw up

Po up a fo'

Let's go sip

Blue long line coming down like crips

Free Lil Boosie and my nigga named Tip

Cop shotgun Imma take you on a trip

Come floss with the boss

Imma take you to that Nawf

Were slippers get got and slippers get gone

Nigga'll rob the nigga next door

Next day be like 'look what I bought'

Next let's gone head take it to the South

See boys riding with the candy red gloss

Bangin' Z-Ro "Know what I'm talking 'bout?"

Niggas always talkin' 'bout how we talk

Jackin' our slang see how we swang

Love them slabs coming down with the bang

You already know it's a Texas thang

Boys getting rich off that cocaine, mayne

Land of the thrill

Still popping purple seals

Still paying all my bills

Making mills without a deal, ha

[Hook X4]

Bring the trill, trill

Bring the, bring the trill, trill, trill

Bring the trill, trill to yo hood and shut yo shit down