Lyrics Callin - Slim Thug

Back in high school no sports i was ballin nigga
Six six tall didnt hoop streets was callin nigga
I was chasing pay nba was just a dream
But i kept at least five dimes starting on my team
Gulf bank block boomin will make a broke nigga rich
And before this rap that was the closest dream i could get
Feeling like the shits sixteen riding drop
Ripping wood grain whip beating the block trunk pop
Bangin ugk riding dirty nine six
I want that dope boy benz so i guess i need bricks
But now im riding slab thanking pocket full of stones
Watch my back cause one day you here and next day youre gone thugger