Lyrics:
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There are police go!
Give me that beat fool it's a full time jack move
Chilly Chill, yo homie mack the track move
And I'll jack any Tom,
police, go!
Give me that beat fool, it's a full time jack move
Chilly Chill, yo homie mack the track move
And I'll jack any Tom, Dick and Hank
That's
of 3 Z
Building patience tonight
H-Town shawtey
So you know its only right
AYE
Yeah
It’s just my destiny
To show up prime time
Feeling extra pleased
froze
When his hands crushed the rose
And the rose petals fell in the sand
And old tougher than leather
Was a full-time go-getter
The grass never
a NO nigga)
Ain't no nigga like a H Town nigga
Ain't no nigga like a Chi Town nigga
Ain't no nigga like a PAT nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggas ain't
how you like my smokin' screen?
Playa got that evil grin and Tony got me lookin' mean
Fly got swishers full of bling, time to snort a white ho bitch
limping, to a crawl you out of time
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
H-Town streets it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a burial plot
D-Town
No I don't believe in part time I been through some hard times
That's the shit you don't understand
Yeah we way down yonder by them thickets
H to the G
It's a pool of mercury
I be counting up these checks
From the A to the D
Got a thousand dollar watch
Only ice thats on me
Tagging Heuer
H-Town playas can't take a loss
Playin' football like Marshall Faulk
Sippin' codine to cure my cough
Full time playa just like Big H.A.W.K
Make Em say Ugh
and go full throttle
Yeah, we trafficking them birds but they don't fly like penguins, waddle
This a time without your man I kick you out, you try to call
Put your mother fucking phone down
Listen to the microphone sound
Full crowd and we did it for the home town
Stand ground pay attention to the here
things I just gotta believe
Be a friend who stands by his friends
Love my lady until time ends
Gonna love my lady until time ends
Welcome to small-town
Yeah he all about the money
That's how we get down
Got a bag ready for me
Every time I come around
Been trapping by the pound
Been trapping by
Got a bad bitch I'll never need a side hoe
I've been in the function popping bottles
Yea I'm going up fast go full throttle
Look at all my haters
Used to flip more H than Vanna White
Stained my desk from the vapor of a crack pipe
Snorted base from a canuto in Bogota, Colombia
Trafficked
listen to me R,E,H,D,O double G meh will chat until meh turn old man And after that galong galong galong galong
(Chorus) 6 Times Nah leff meh roots she meh
C-H-E-Y-E-Double N-E
You are so fly and so amazing
Say girl I am the king won't you come be my queen?
Blinded by the back there's no need for frontin
Girl when I met
G's in position
I'm cookin' ki's in the kitchen
Small time
[Chorus]
[Twin 2]
I got a pocket full of stones
Where the fiends at
Got them big
religions!
Stitches in my slit wrist (Exhale)
These sycophants full of it, (Yeah)
Brain dead on arrival, cardiac arrest
Ripping pages out the bible
Told
I was cuttin' seventeen and I was only payin' five
A week went by, and a nigga took that dry
Back to H Town, with re up about to score me nine
to H-Town, with re-up about to score me nine
A Pyrex bowl and the whoop so throwed
I cooked it for nine then I stretched it for nine more
Whoa, I'm that
at, Knowing I got them (aight)
By the time a nigga thought about beating I shot 'em (pop pop)
See it takes a snake to spot a snake
And by the time they
Beanie what's up Baby
what's Happening (Face)
Sigel
What ' bout to get off baby
We fittin' to get off
H4y yo what we goin to do on this
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