Songtexte:
S L A B Slow Loud And Bangin Miss My Nigga Screw

from sun up to sun down And this is how it go down, Screwed Up and slowed down [Lil' B:] S.L.A.B. soldiers mashing on, can a nigga feel a G R.I.P. to

understand There's nothing but the work, and the calico in my hand On a corner on the Ridgevan, and I'm serving a fiend A real live B-Boy, and you know

understand There's nothing but the work, and the calico in my hand On a corner on the Ridgevan, and I'm serving a fiend A real live B-Boy, and you know

for the South, and the S.U.C. Ahead of the pack, forever S.L.A.B. And swanging 4's and vogues, low with T.V.'s The trunk popped up, and showing that I

understand There's nothing but the work, and the calico in my hand On a corner on the Ridgevan, and I'm serving a fiend A real live B-Boy, and you

understand There's nothing but the work, and the calico in my hand On a corner on the Ridgevan, and I'm serving a fiend A real live B-Boy, and you know