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to booming
If the nigga round me best believe he gone blow I'm surrounded by shooters like Houston
They gone hear this and say boy you did again ima say bitch

Somewhere in the World It's Midnight

Street Sweeper Social Club

Street Sweeper Social Club

2009

Somewhere in the world it's 8 o'clock
Let's get fly, man, and go to the gig
But somewhere in the world it's midnight
And the guerrillas just shot two pigs

'm such a holy man
A hypocrite too, cause I got hoes on the floor
again
Corrupted youth, you need a father to show
the man
Cursed people, work on yourself

Dem Boyz

Boyz N da Hood

Southern Lean, Vol. 1: Screwed

2007

Bad Bouth South
Block Entertainment
I see you block!
Boyz N Da Hood
I like this right here
y'all ready?
Come on
Lets ride
Its Boyz N Da Hood

Huh
Yeah hey
Hey
Yeah eh-aye, hey
You need a break outta Houston
You need a break from the Southside
Take you on a drive through the LA lights
Summer

burn the flow can't be good for your health
Put the beats on da track like I got a black belt The way I kick it and flip it you gon' need help
I

got pedophiles 
And that's cold like Frieza true form 
All I see is these hypocrites 
And still, wonder why the church torn
Young kids don't believe in

qualify for stamps cause they make a dollar too much to reap SNAP
I must’ve snapped when I saw them products wasn’t in that kitchen pantry
Houston, we got

Sayin' I'm the one
You know what we doin' all night
There ain't no boredom
I would never call you a hoe
But you drawin' eyes
Whenever you slide down that

Creepin'

Z-Ro

Z-Ro Tolerance

2004

insane in the brain, motherfuckers in my face
Claiming that I owe them something man, don't let me catch no case
I don't really give a damn about

first, then I guess you're last
I wonder how long you'll really last
Damn your career went by that fast
New whip, no keys, smash on the gas
Left them boys

want the green why u niggas still focused on red
That shit sad man you niggas need to get a bag
She aint from houston but my bitch a hot girl just like

Loops
Dem niggas ducks, dem goofy troops
Im da shit needa pooper-scooper
Dey the type to need a pack im by myself, don't need a group
Pull up solo in

pay me

I'm so fucking critical of my shit
I don't need no give it all up
Please don't be a fucking cockblock
Blast off to Houston
We got a fucking

Man, these clones make me groan and sigh
Deep breath I wonder why ya'll chose to share
Each others clothes and hair dye looking all alike
Your sister

Nike cuz I’m always writing checks
Stretch then flex
Fresher than your man
And Fresher than your next
Fresher than your ex
Got diamonds on my neck
Call

Game of Life

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

1998

Yeah, after Dah Shinin, it all became clear to me
I knew things would be different son
I knew it'd come time for a change
Seems like the time is now

lookin' like a Barbie, I''m ready girl just take it down south
Every time you do it you make me all proud, she gettin' followed by the whole damn crowd

b*tches adore me
Getting cake by my lonely
Can’t lie, don’t think n*ggas could hold me
I ain’t shy, let it spray if he owe me

You a b*tch, you was never my

at you
What am I gonna do
Are we gonna make it through? Yes
You've been thinkin' it too
We need to talk it through
Now I'm going crazy
Stand by mission

know before
My nigga' man
Issa Mood

Y'all can't do better this (Nope)
Act like Latroy ain't the shit (Yup)
Hop on any track and then I murder it
I

my flows groovy
All the Queens moving
From that Bass Boosting
They swangin down in Houston
People vibe with the movement
Real ones waking up
So I don't

not all that innocent
So I keep it player, I keep it player, yeah
I need someone that'll ride 4 me
Hold me high take pride in me
Baby you ain't gotta

I done seen it all off the books
And I done done it all just to make a way
But ain't no fair gaming with crooks
They want me out of bounds I'm trying