Lyrics:
the street
When I draw down let me hear ya say
"Fuck the Law!" now
Rawest niggas in the town ready to thug and go down
Go pound for pound nigga that's
equivalent?
Talkin' sh*t out the a**
I'm hearing it
H*e you ain't heartless if I put fear in it
Lil' girls talkin' all big
I might be bald head but I'll f*ck
when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over
don't answer the phone, udden udden! Mercy"
Well, it was all arranged by the Ladies Auxiliary in the downtown Convention Hall
Cold Roast Beef, String
the motherfuckin G
to the E to the T to the O, you know the spellin ho
I had to come up strong to get where I'm at
Moved by myself, I had nobody to watch my back
Two summers down and we came up
Pedal to the ground like it ain't nothin'
Watch on her wrist and I made love
And I prayed for the crown that I stay
H-Town and left it Cause The one coming bigger
Got a bad bitch like Beyonce, but I ain't jigga
She know I'ma rapper up in my city, she used to Watch Tigger
I'm flying to Vancouver
On a private jet
Trying scrap with bars use
Your common sense
Dont get let down get
Gassed by the crowed
You lost as a kid
Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA
After
bro
I'm Just back bro
Trust
That I'm
I'm
Back on my shit again
With a new bitch again
Ain't nothin changed my friend
Just the new whips I'm in
Rollin
Unloadin' a Tec in this, hang you by your neck-a-lace
All in for the blessedness, Lord Infamous reck-a-less
Mobbin', I'm the messiest, best, there is no
with some chicks and he got 3
I represent that H-Town 713
Everyday it go down in 713
Cats be on they grind in that 713
Cus we love to shine in that 713
and praise Jah then somehow we sin again
Catch me tree high, got my brothers right behind me
I'm up in L-town but that's only if you can find me
Oh, Jah is
Ooooh, New York
Ooooh, New York
Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes
Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around
as I get high
From K.C. to H-Town, connectin' SouthSide
Now we worldwide, watch me highside
Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied
187 thugs, oh yeah
haters, they can't bring us down,
We're the kings of the town, wearin' the crown.
(Verse 2)
Cruisin' in the whip, speakers bumpin' loud,
Headin'
over the mat
He lies, but only when there's a reason
Mentions life by the tragedy, the comedy, the season
Poor at handling and managing income
Got enough
you're sittin', fakin'
These songs are for everyone, yeah they're hittin' Pagans
From the streets of H-town
To the fans in fuckin' India
Do they even have
the crown
I got crowned as the best in my town
Aiming for the spot I've been stalking
Ain't posting if I ain't cop it
All that yappy yap time to stop it
Like
not
Dis' is why, dis is why
Dis' is why ima hot
dis' why i'm hot i dont gotta rap
i can sell a meal sayin nothin on the track
I reppresent New York i
(Listen)
Death by lyrical injection
I kill you rappers
A lotta green with a yellow complexion
Women call me the Green Bay Packer
I pack the zero's, meaning
Oh, stop playing with these niggas
H-Town hero, get my euros in my back end
I think my plug on bullshit, he always taxing
Light skinned bitch, grant
with deh lyricist
Deh Rebel don't quit
Ooouh
Deh Rebel go sick
Ooouh
Deh Rebel too quick
Booooo?
Drive by das one ho* town
Roll past like six mo clown
in love with it
[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]
Watch out
All these scandalous hoes in L.A
Got me rolling with my glock out
Swing by pick up my dough
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