I do it I take niggaz from the jump when they step to me with that bullshit I am a fool bitch, a native H-Town from the south side of Houston You're
of niggas comin' back Nigga lookin' for they shit, aggravated and pissed Niggas they can't fuck with my clique I'm here to break 'em off for chunk A D E A T H
Cheech & Chong grass sh-t. Blunts to the head, Kush spinners no mattress. Speed boat traffic, b-tches automatic. Cross that line f-ck around and get yo ass kicked. We roll sh-t that burn
Yea Buddy You Already know Taylor Gang Taylor Made Taylor Made Money Gang Yeaa, Bitch (laugther) The World Turns(World Turns) The Kush Burns(Burns)
I know where I'm from Yo' girl spinnin' on my d*** just like a CD-ROM Turn up, turn up 'til you can't turn no mo' Burn up 'til you can't burn no mo'
Champs Have Arived Thanks For The Applaud You Are Far Too Kind Now Pass Us Our Award (Mack Maine) Uh Pass Me Dat H20 Im In Dat H2 Passin Out My My Old
don't follow no rules I'm gettin' in here with the t*** And if I don't, we gonn' burn this muthaf***a down I'm comin' through swingin' like they do in H
shades 'Til the day I'm rich like Bruce Wayne I'ma kick raps like pimps blew game Ridin' through your block with six new chains on Pullin' over, droppin' H
in here?! HELL NO! We got a problem in here?! I SAID HELL NO! You niggaz wanna set it off?! HELL YEAH! You really wanna set it off?! H-H-HELL YEAH! Then
end to burn, how to spot that trick All you need is the will to learn .. and some good trees to burn Relax, you'll be straight like a perm, word [Chorus
blue hat with black baggy cord and I And I style green just to sore your eye Hard to die like Bruce Lee get a victory Cats are sick like H.I.V. if the
is 'bout they bank And these niggaz keep buying dranks Flip scrips put my body on your lips Get it closer to the tip and shake that shit S H A to the
buying dranks) (Lips creep from my body on your lips) (Get it closer to the tip and shake that shit!) [Verse 1 - Shawnna] S-H-A to the W double
tottie (thought I'd never fall in love, thought I'd never fall in love) I see you like to talk, I hear you baby Claiming you a bad b***h, show me baby
Texas, baby Ball and G, that's Memphis, baby $hort Dog, that's Oakland, baby Ain't nothin' but pimpin' these days, G My n*** C got locked up But these real h
Too many broads, I've been doin' it hard Too $hort, baby, don't play that s*** I love this game and everyday, I get Money and h***, they can't ease past
Yeah baby that's it, do the split Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my DJ fresh on wax Put it on the turntable, I got taps It started burning up
stay alive The ghetto The ghetto (Talking bout the ghetto) The ghetto The ghetto (Funk funky ghetto) Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned