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(*talking*) |
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Southsi' for li', Young Don in the building |
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My ***** C. Weezy, H-A-Dub this how we do it man |
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This for the hood, for the traps, for the blocks, for the set |
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Get your hustle on, check me out on this one |
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Get your money mayn, yeah |
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(Hook - 2x) |
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The real keep it real, the fake keep it fake |
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I got rocks I got bricks, I got pies and cakes |
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In the hood posted up, triple beams and weight |
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On the block at the trap, cause it's money to make |
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(Lil' Keke) |
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I was born in the hood, I was raised on the block |
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I got love for the streets, and gave it everything I got |
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So ***** what ya heard, ***** the kid go off |
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I need a half or a thang, but it gotta be soft |
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If them Ricans got it cheap, then I get it for what it's worth |
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I done came a long way, from shooting marbles in the dirt |
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In the trap got lights and water, just to cook to work |
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Cutting chunks out the duck, rock stars go bizzerk |
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Southside Houston Texas, my *****z that's where it's at |
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From fifty packs to dro sacks, to quarter ki's and all that |
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It's weight by the freight, this the ******* state |
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You know it's heavy heavy cake, if it's Texas plate |
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Big cars big trucks, parked in front of the lot |
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Come up short more than once, and get the glock in your vault |
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You know it's open court, so we running fast break |
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In the hood posted up, cause it's money to make yeah |
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(Hook - 2x) |
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(Chris Ward) |
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We got hood control, we on hood patrol |
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While your hood's flooded with silver, our hood is gold |
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Plus our hood's fa sho, we got weight by the pound |
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But instead of waiting around, we moving that weight around |
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With jugs of that slotted purple, is how we raping the town |
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So many stangs for thangs half the time, we ain't breaking 'em down |
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But the very second we do, go to rocking it up |
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Watch the fiends, cause that's when we go to locking *******t up |
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You see I'm coming through here, looking like Mike in that Thriller video |
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Acting real silly for do', (for real) really though |
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They'll be standing on they tippy-toes, dancing and *******t |
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Open your trunk on, to see how faster than hands that they hit |
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Now it's a fact, most of 'em love sucking that glass ******* |
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While the rest love that black tar, to shoot up they tracks with |
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So therefore I'll be at my trap, in or out and about |
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Going hard without a doubt, stacking up clout for my vault cause I'm a hustler |
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(Hook - 2x) |
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(H.A.W.K.) |
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See the fake keep it fake, and the real keep it real |
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Got drank weight and pills, at some hell of a deals |
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I'm trying to get mills, trying to get that Coupe Deville |
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With chromed out wheels, and catch up on a few of my bills |
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See whatever I got, gon sell |
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I got clientele, male or female that want it wholesale |
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Whether its' Hotel or Motel, or Holiday Inn |
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I want mo' mail so go tell, all your friends |
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I want money and the power, pic-mix and flower |
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Hard white or yellow, or you can get that powder |
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My hood (my hood), is infested with thugs |
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Infested with drugs, *****z moving pints and jugs |
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We busting them slugs, got doctors pulling the plug |
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And we talk face to face, cause the phones are bugged |
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It ain't no love, we feuding like Crips and Bloods |
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And to keep a level head, I gotta smoke good bud |
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(Hook - 2x) |
