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Where my bitches is at? We got the real live shit from front to back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where
I was ill at that Houston's, nigga, where was you? (Wheel the sound) Hip-hop critics, sit the fuck down, get a chair or two I ain't tryna kick
the west but I'm from the east coast Brown skin bleach in my roots the baggy jeans low New boy head so good it feel like 3 throats We go live in the forest
Marian and the girl lock eyes for a Moment before Marian looks away Faintly embarrassed the girl Opens the door and before it closes Marian follows her in
Chasing fantasies (fantasies) Wanna run away Tryna get away Chasing fantasies (oh oh oh oh) But we only got five more hours (five, four, three, two) Till
me the key" I was pulling up the door but Jason's bigger than me Literally, I remember viscerally Jason pulling from behind me now he's gripping
prayers They knelt down together, recited Psalm 23 And started asking the Lord above to Bless the beloved people in their lives It was at that moment that
in my Impala, new Gucci and that Prada, gotcha koochie by the collar (Well I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo' He fucked the shit
that's what she is, And when he finally saunters back at three or four, Don't let him in, put the chain on the door." But of course I'd let him in,
that's what she is, And when he finally saunters back at three or four, Don't let him in, put the chain on the door." But of course I'd let him in,
on down the road" So he walked away and left me alone But this funny looking feller kept coming on And he was making me mad with some of the things he
the hood three times and fucked everybody's bitch twice Mother fuckers talk about it but i live that pimp life I got pimp blood which is pumped by the beat I
the dough All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics It goes one for the ghetto, two
without you 'Cause when the minutes seem like hours and the hours seem like days Then a week goes by you know it takes my breath away All the minutes in
families tennis courts and they have a yacht, what? No wonder my brasse kicked down doors Just look at the place they were born, yoh! I’m from the city
as your body Enters fight or flight Fading out like the sun in a dark sky Holding on by the thread of A high kite Bearing down noones there To say it's
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2 Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true Like there the god go in his Murcielago From working
Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living Lord not be smitten by the cage and the angry men willing Sta cat to lines with
Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living Lord not be smitten by the cage and the angry men willing Sta cat to lines with
I lit the dark, from the wizard door, come get some heart That's courage and brain, 'caine on several strips Not from Houston, but shit, call me
remain to be the same cat From day one cool to the motherfucker But shining bright like the sun A Guerilla legend That's made of a Houston Texan Balling
There's no turning back, guiding units broke and cracked We will never win this game From pledges and bonds, our system of suns locked down its vaulted
Yeah, I learned it from the radio How to wake up How to work tough How to roll up those sleeves How to throw down How to get loud And what to put
My hope in You Houston, did you have a good night tonight? Yeah Yeah Some of y'all said, woo, with tears in your eyes, wiping them away, that's all
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