Testi:
Slim Apologize

always on trial for just being born. He's the neighborhood bully. Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized, Old women condemned him, said he should apologize

ask her, "Who dat is, talkin that shit about the 'tics?" Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hit But ain't nobody else droppin shit like this Should we apologize

't trade them for gold Cause they laugh and they cry me Somehow sanctify me Their woven in the stories I have told And tell again My old friend, I apologize

to tear they Whole motherfucking label up This the Boss Slim Thugger baby, hit em up Fuck em ha, shouldn't of fucked with me boy [Slim Thug] First I

all) you niggas fell off (niggas) My niggas run the North (are) You can't fuck with the Boss (trash) here come another loss [Slim Thug] Brace yourself

I?m invisible Having showdowns in this ghost town I?ll defined prophet In Go I?ll defeat you coming northbound My drunken style got ectoplasmic slime

to a pigeon or dime I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin' that shit about the 'tics?" Somebody probably jealous, 'cause they bitch got hit But ain't nobody else droppin' shit like this Should we apologize

Intro - Drake] I'm on one Fuck it, I'm on one I said I'm on one [Verse 1 - Drake] I'm getting so cold I ain't went this hard since I was eighteen Apologize

's always on trial for just being born He's the neighborhood bully Well he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized Old women condemned him, said, "He should apologize