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live on the streets of Houston town

Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along
And we headed down south with just spit and a song
But they
to the club
Jumping out of the Jag
24's still spinning with a dealership tag
Brand New
Bright leather guts and pearl blue
These hoes they choosing like a lucky
pull up to the club
Jumping out of the Jag
24's still spinning with a dealership tag
Brand New
Bright leather guts and pearl blue
These hoes they
the club hit the club like I'm always popped
Now it's time to see some asses drop

[Turtle Banxx]
What's popping, drop the top and let's see what's cracking
Look, look
These niggas lied to me way back,
Said this was where my buck stop
Ridin' right by in my fly shit
These niggas still at that bus stop,
there lives don't provide them they stay incite violence
Common sense, simple common sense

Out the club about three to the takeaway
The shit in
no chaser
Number one contender, we can busts guns after dinner
Last man standin, he's the winner
Ghetto prime minister, Desert Storm ski-mask avengers
bitch

[Dirty Mouth]
As I pull up to the club
Jumping out of the Jag
24's still spinning with a dealership tag
Brand New
Bright leather guts
there lives don't provide them they stay incite violence
Common sense, simple common sense

Out the club about three to the takeaway
The shit in
forgiven, see my hand hit the ceiling, I been changed like weather after a cold winter

They can say what they wanna, I ain't scared of these people
Lord
from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed 
By eighteen to twenty year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
children a day die from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed by 18 to 20 year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
g-g-gone
I don't care
(New York, stand up)

Yeah, I'm on the block, man, chillin'
I'm parked by the Rucker park, I'm just chillin'
Underground love my spot,
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


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