(feat. H.A.W.K.)    [Chorus]  Watch out Boss Hogg is coming through  We holding it down (hold it down baby)  And everybody that's running they mouth  We gon shut y'all down, shut y'all down  All my thugs and my g's who paid they dues  This year we gon shine  And everybody that's on the grind  Keep money on your mind, on your mind    [H.A.W.K.]  I shut em down, cut em down, quick to throw my weight around  To yellow bone or sugar brown, Boss Hogg we holding on  We getting our glow on, and so on and so on  If niggas talking down, that's something you can blow on   And this song's to let you know, be real about your do'  Keep your mind on pay roll, and I guarantee you'll get mo'  Watch how quick you be rich, I strongly suggest  Get your paper and invest, and don't settle for second best    [E.S.G.]  Southside official, Screwed Up Click original  You went down to 99, you not a percent artificial  Playa hating me detrimental, better watch what you say  This dream team bout green, BB King on my two way  Telling me, E.S.G. let me do a story on your life  To show the world how u emerge, to splurge your ice  Slim and H.A.W.K. on the right, with Key and Mike we assassin  Fat checks we cash em, shut em down to mash em, huh    [Chorus]    [Slim Thug]  Watch out, here come them hogs, in them big L dogs  You wanna see somebody ball, follow us to the mall  I need my money tall, when I talk I walk  It's Slim Thug, E.S.G., and my dog Big H.A.W.K.  Living laid in the shade, all dues been paid  To tell the truth we got it made, something hatas can't fade  Riding thick like a parade, shutting all blocks down  Bout to show the whole world, how that H-Town clown    [H.A.W.K.]  Make way, for the H-A-W-K  You can bet your last dolla, I got something to say  I'm not caring like Donna, with mo' hits than Madonna  I got niggas out here, trying peep my persona  Ask your baby mama, bout Slim and E  She got fucked by them, then got fucked by me  This the big three, G-R-I-N-D  I-N-G, all about the currency, what    [Chorus]    [E.S.G.]  B's for Boss Ballas, best believe we bout bread  O's for off the chain, when we swang we turn heads  The double S is for the Southside, on my SS Impala  Ah fuck it, this year it's staying stacking dollas  Saranada enemies, g's in my facinity  The H is for you hoes, with homosexual tendencies  The O's for ounce of do-do, and optimo nigga  The double G for ghetto gold, getting green and go-getter    [Slim Thug]  Some hard hitters bout our figgas, out that Texas nigga  We pull triggas on fake niggas, bullshittas and quittas  We shut em down, top bound, turning smiles to frowns  Going round for round, from each town to town  The new pitcher on the mound, is the Mr. Slim Thug  The young boss out the North, that sell like drugs  Show me love, cause this year Boss Hogg gon shine  We on a million dolla grind in our times, watch out    [Chorus x2]