Lyrics:
Boys bleeding blocks, on these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto history
Chunk up the deuce, if you feeling me now
Body rocking
Boys bleeding blocks, on these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto history
Chunk up the deuce, if you feeling me now
Body rocking
ayy, ayy)
Got you tryna live by the movie scene
You in my jacuzzi sippin' on McQueen
(Man, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Call up your girls and tell
Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down
I said, "Yes sir, my name is Willie Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
Shot her
wit' me
bring your momma too
and come on and gurp wit' me
we can all get down
[Z-Man]
there's more on the grillas, we blazin'
I puff on the dust and you
down
Yea I can still see it now when you stepped on that stage
Had that bourbon in your hand and man I still see your face
Yea all the memories made you
and chron' six foes on the line
Smashin' down Avalon like a ghetto amazon
Brown bagger; take it to the head like Marvin Haggler
Livin' underground like
Don't ever let no man try to tell you what your place is (no)
Ain't gotta change a thing about you, swear, that don't make sense
The baddest, you
as a prophet
Yes they just believing in me
Firearm with me
No I cannot go without it
So I guess I got to leave it with me
All in my head like Hef you doing good
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yo, Soundz, I hear you, man
Usher
Yeah, and this it right here
Queen B, yeah, yeah
I'm the king, y'all know that (Usher,
a jake on the creep down by Vicks weed spot(so what)
Made a you-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man
Ya
We be.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
We be.. big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We be.. big pimpin down in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
God)
Amen (good God)
Amen (good God)
Amen
Uh, Miss Pretty Wings
Girl, which way you fall from?
With your brown skin, smile sweet like a Cinnabon
They want me to trick, I ain't P. Diddy BITCH (woo)
I'm gone show em now
I'm gone show em how (show em how)
How we break it down
This is how it's
you with me now
Up in them clouds, not coming down
I may never get enough of that good, here
Never can get too high, pill spear
But the ladder
Lucy know for a couple of weeks
I been peeping her features
And it's good that you got a
Man but he ain’t me stumbling like AD12C
Say baby, do re we
Can
're too near me not to hear me
Clearly, cut off my ear severely
I'm down wit Violet Brown and Ebony Cats
Down wit 65 niggas packin' 70 gats
I'm down wit
And that's not libel
You could write that down
Insecure can't come around
Unless yo ass Issa Rae
See I like my women black or brown
But trust ion discriminate
richer
I found 50 more bands when I was cleaning my room
When i sit by myself I remember the preacher
He told me don’t give up you gonna be good
Now I’m
than you thought
Than you thought
Than you thought
Just wait you'll see
The man I was meant to be
Your shattered dream
I'll pick it up piece by
Intoxicated by her kiss
I take her to my castle
We set our bodies free
And while the music played on
She loved me down from A to Z
The night is getting
Yeah, get up, get down
That's what P Funk say
Get your money man, it's hard out there
It's hard out there, Dogg
What, yeah, huh
Get yours, get
snuffin
They send some shots but I be duckin
You binded by the white lines, that's why you puppets
Trapped like some luggage
Free minded all the times that
team freezed up
I know you knew the name, gull, when you seen us
Walkin' up in the V.I.P., I.M.P. when I walked by
Man, I, don't holla at no lame ho's
I
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