Luyện nghe bài hát The Intro

(*talking*)
Yeah, it's finally motherfuckers
Long-awaited, anticipated album
From the Dirty South motherfucking Boss, Slim
all the years, with no motherfucking deal
Through the shit
Here it is nigga, I'm platinum

(Slim Thug)
Yeah you can't stop me, other rappers can't top me
They both try hard to copy, but artwork sloppy
You not me, I'm the real Boss of the city still
if I sell a hundred thousand, or I sell a mill
I'm already platinum, already
With eight cars a big house, that's already
Was already made, the major deal
I pulled a Bentley off the lot, and felt how that
I turned through the hood, behind my Phantom wheel
And you can find me in the hood, on chill
Majors must of got tired, of hearing me say a deal
Cause they put in my pocket, made a nigga chill
Then shit changed mayn, it's a new game
Got with Pharrell, now I'm getting for real mayn
They asking questions, like why the he did this
And my reply, is get the out of my business
I'm the Boss, cause I do what I choose
I refuse to lose, you niggaz got a nigga
Get off my dick, and trying to dictate my moves
I'm still higher and higher, my grind on cruise
Keep opinions to yourself, and don't speak on mine
You gon catch no fish, trying to watch my line
Just lay back put locs on, and watch me shine
I drove this car this far, try to stop me now
And it don't matter if a nigga, go platinum or
I'm still in the hood, how I got it befo'
Hooked up Star Trak, then went got it some mo'
Now the can't tell, what I got on my load

(*talking*)
Houston, we have a motherfucking
The Boss has arrived, and I don't give a fuck where you in the world
You gon find a nigga, who done it like me
a motherfucking deal
All fake niggaz misrepresenting the H, you gotta move around
All haters straightened out, and starched the fuck down (already platinum)