Interview
Slim Thug Lyrics


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What's good everybody?
It's your girl Alana D.
Chillin' with my boy the boy slim thug
He's from Texas
Now son you've been doin' it real big for awhile
But please, tell us what's the secret to your success?

I'm a bonafide hustla
Used to have to bust bricks down in half
In order to see the cash
That's in the past
Niggas outta see the stash
Went straight to the bentley
Skilled, the S-class
I was a star before I signed autographs
This the beginning, y'all ain't seen my last
When I call myself a hustla,
I ain't talking about moving rocks
I'm talkin' bout them 9's and them aks and them glocks
When y'all was on the corner
Out there runnin' from them cops
I was out there sellin' all them local crack spots
Boyz in blue and we creep deep
Motherfuckin' police
We make the rules in the streets nigga

I feel you
I feel you
Now we talk about the style of Texas
NOw many seem to think cause you got that Texas style
That's gonna limit your success
Tell us what you think about that

I'm an H-town nigga
So FUCK y'all niggas
Got a fo'-fo' thatta buck y'all niggas
Stay out my way
Cause nigga I'm not for play
Ya niggas say you G's
That must mean you niggas gay
He's from H-town
But he don't stay where I stay
I'm from the land of the killers
He don't lay where I lay
So get it right motherfuckers
Don't try to put me in the same shoes as them suckers
There's a real thick line between rhymers and some hustlas
Them niggas ain't no gangstas,
Them niggas is some bustas

Okay talk to 'em
I see you here with all these diamonds, all these chains
You drivin' around in bentley's
But I don't ever see you with any security,
Please, what's the word on that

Pistol grip pump in my lap at all times
They be checkin' other fools, but they ain't checkin' mine
You run up tryin' you gon' be lyin' down dyin'
When you hear that clock clock sound comin' out of the iron
I ain't no fuckin' punk, I suggest you niggas chill
Cause if I pop this trunk, then somebody gon' get killed
This ain't no rap act, my nigga I'm really real
Go on run your ass up, and watch me stop you with the steel
Niggas must be on peel, cause it's evident they
Think the boss went soft cause I got a record deal
I do this rap shit cause makin' hits pay my bills
And I could give a fuck what you other suckers feel
For real

Aight yo, keep doin' your thing
We lookin' out for you brother
You got anything else in the works
What can we expect from you in the future?





Boys in blue, comin' soon

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Slim Thug's song The Interview depict an interview style recording with a female host, Alana D, questioning Slim Thug about his success, style, and lifestyle. Slim Thug answers the questions with the bravado of a seasoned hustler, and his responses are full of references to his criminal past and subsequent rise to fame. In the first verse, he argues that he is a bonafide hustla who used to bust bricks down in half to see the cash. He talks about the lavish lifestyle he now leads with a Bentley and an S-class, and how he was a star before he signed autographs. Slim Thug claims that to him, being a hustler is not just about moving rocks, but also about building and maintaining his reputation on the streets, where he makes the rules.


In the second verse, Slim Thug addresses the perception that his Texas style of rap limits his success. He claims that he is an H-town nigga, and anyone who doubts him can "fuck y'all niggas." He talks about the thick line that separates rhymers and hustlas, arguing that the former are not gangstas but just "bustas." He suggests that he is a real gangsta with a pistol grip pump in his lap at all times and warns his enemies that he is not to be messed with. Slim Thug's lyrics in The Interview are a testament to his belief in himself, his hustling skills, and his readiness to defend his position.


Line by Line Meaning

What's good everybody?
Greetings, everyone.


It's your girl Alana D.
I'm Alana D.


Chillin' with my boy the boy slim thug
I'm hanging out with Slim Thug.


He's from Texas
He is a native Texan.


Now son you've been doin' it real big for awhile
You've been achieving a lot for a long time now.


But please, tell us what's the secret to your success?
What's the key to your prosperity?


I'm a bonafide hustla
I'm a genuine hustler.


Used to have to bust bricks down in half
I had to break bricks in half.


In order to see the cash
To attain money.


That's in the past
That's over now.


Niggas outta see the stash
People should take notice of my wealth.


Went straight to the bentley
I upgraded to a Bentley.


Skilled, the S-class
I obtained an S-Class Mercedes.


I was a star before I signed autographs
I had fame before signing autographs.


This the beginning, y'all ain't seen my last
I'm just starting, and I have great things ahead.


When I call myself a hustla,
When I describe myself as a hustler,


I ain't talking about moving rocks
I'm not referring to selling drugs.


I'm talkin' bout them 9's and them aks and them glocks
I mean using pistols, AKs, and Glocks.


When y'all was on the corner
When you all were hanging out on the corner.


Out there runnin' from them cops
Avoiding police.


I was out there sellin' all them local crack spots
I was selling drugs in my neighborhood.


Boyz in blue and we creep deep
The police are present and we are well-armed.


Motherfuckin' police
The police are a big problem.


We make the rules in the streets nigga
We govern the streets.


I feel you
I understand.


I feel you
I get it.


Now we talk about the style of Texas
Let's discuss the Texan style.


NOw many seem to think cause you got that Texas style
Many individuals assume that because you embody the Texan style,


That's gonna limit your success
That it will limit your success.


Tell us what you think about that
Give us your take on that.


I'm an H-town nigga
I'm from Houston.


So FUCK y'all niggas
I don't like you guys.


Got a fo'-fo' thatta buck y'all niggas
I have a .44 caliber pistol to shoot you.


Stay out my way
Don't cross me.


Cause nigga I'm not for play
Because I'm not to be taken lightly.


Ya niggas say you G's
You guys claim to be gangsters.


That must mean you niggas gay
Then you must be homosexual.


He's from H-town
He's from Houston.


But he don't stay where I stay
But he doesn't live where I live.


I'm from the land of the killers
I'm from a place where people commit murder.


He don't lay where I lay
He doesn't reside where I do.


So get it right motherfuckers
Get it straight.


Don't try to put me in the same shoes as them suckers
Don't compare me to them.


There's a real thick line between rhymers and some hustlas
There's a significant difference between rappers and hustlers.


Them niggas ain't no gangstas,
Those guys aren't gangsters,


Them niggas is some bustas
They are weaklings.


Okay talk to 'em
Alright, tell them.


I see you here with all these diamonds, all these chains
I notice you're wearing many diamond and chain accessories, Slim Thug.


But I don't ever see you with any security,
But I have never seen you with any protection.


Please, what's the word on that
Please provide some information about that.


Pistol grip pump in my lap at all times
I carry a gun with me at all times.


They be checkin' other fools, but they ain't checkin' mine
The authorities inspect other people, but not me.


You run up tryin' you gon' be lyin' down dyin'
If you try to attack me, you'll be dead on the ground.


When you hear that clock clock sound comin' out of the iron
When you hear the sound of the gun being cocked.


I ain't no fuckin' punk, I suggest you niggas chill
I'm not weak, so I suggest you guys calm down.


Cause if I pop this trunk, then somebody gon' get killed
Because someone will die if I use my car's trunk as a weapon.


This ain't no rap act, my nigga I'm really real
This isn't just for show; I am genuinely authentic.


Go on run your ass up, and watch me stop you with the steel
Come and attack me, and I'll stop you with my gun.


Niggas must be on peel, cause it's evident they
People must be on drugs because it's clear that they


Think the boss went soft cause I got a record deal
Believe that I got less aggressive because I got a record deal.


I do this rap shit cause makin' hits pay my bills
I rap to make money.


And I could give a fuck what you other suckers feel
I don't care what other people think.


For real
Really.


Aight yo, keep doin' your thing
Alright, continue doing what you do.


We lookin' out for you brother
We're monitoring you, brother.


You got anything else in the works
Do you have anything else planned?


What can we expect from you in the future?
What should we anticipate from you in the future?


Boys in blue, comin' soon
The police are on the way.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JAMES DICKSON CRICHTON, MICHAEL ANTHONY SADLER

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M.Taylor

Now that's how you supposed to be living after 20 years in the rap game 💪🏾💯

Montana

Facts

Luchini Thedon

On god

John Sauce

Slim Thug is a Houston legend indeed, I remember during my highschool days hearing him freestyle on those Swisha House mixtapes and to see him evolve into the independent business man that he is right now is incredible. Salute to Slim Thugga
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Even in ny I was a big fan paul wall 2

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Trevor G.

See Slim around the city all the time just chillin. He’s humble and always shows love fr

Keemosabe88

Im from Austin & almost every time I go to Houston I see him lol

Khamarri Hill

I went to Houston in October and saw him in Walmart shopping. Crazy you randomly run into celebs on a normal day

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