Lyrics:
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Neck full of that gold (gold), gold rollie go with it (with it)
Gold H on my belt (belt), phone full of gold diggers (dig)
Sippin' gold bottles
to get fierce on me,
I think it's time I tell them about themselves
Yo just give it to them safari style
Well, well, well it's L.A
The T.I
dropped the chain
And the guerilla got loose
That they tried to tame
And now they feeling this one
From H Town to Spain
Now niggas in the game, be looking
Keepers Baby
Out Here PT.1 & 2
I'm the type to stand out
Never took a hand out
I got my shit planned out
Watch my plans pan out
W.O.H.
Never ran from
best friend
It's like we from the H-Town on some
It's like we from the H-Town on some
If you feelin' kinda wild, bring your best friend (Damn)
(Yeah)
eyes
Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth
I’ll change, I’ll change for the better
Pick any day, Sunday through Sunday, Sun up to sun down,
It’s hard to live by the, rules of the town when you’re
I used to praise death
Now I'm full of life
Every time I'm on the mic
I'm just doing more
So I say less
I've been working two jobs
For a pay check
So
looking fat
A town lock arff we get this shit fast
Ends full of big fish and hot dingas
Get loud split wigs and pull triggers
She couldn't ride with
thing I've lived by
And it's so real"
A little "G" to the "H"
"E" to the "T"
"T" to the "O"
Now tell me what you see
I'm just ghetto
I'm just me
gonna slow me down?
Look, it's over clown
I got the skippiest flows in town
Plus, them niggas can't fuck with my wordplay
I switch it back, DJ bring it
can't win
I gets down my younging
Please turn it up just to sound my younging
I burned it up that's your town my younging
Either the cake or the
Trait
homies a Whether B
Fred Dogg S P double E D Y cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe
B
Seaten
Slim Thug bout to clown represent H-town
If you love me you gon smile
If you hate me you gon frown
Cause me and my bosshoggs bout to ball till we fall
Slim Thug bout to clown represent H-town
If you love me you gon smile
If you hate me you gon frown
Cause me and my bosshoggs bout to ball till we fall
eyes
Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth
eyes
Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth
eyes
Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth
it all the time, get mine
Pimpin' hoes all the time, spittin' rhymes
I catch a flight, from ATL to H-Town
The whole United States is my personal
it all the time, get mine
Pimpin' hoes all the time, spittin' rhymes
I catch a flight, from ATL to H-Town
The whole United States is my personal
So we can ride around town like Tina and Ike
I'ma shine till I die nigga
We worldwide everybody know Ca$h Money ride or die nigga
[Manny Fresh]
Twenty
all day
About three, I'm full of them trees
A dog wanna hunt for a pack of fleas
Can I get me a freezy please?
These H-Town trees be a hundred
on you
I'm so full of
H-a-t-are-e-d
I'm bitter I'm malign
You got me
P-i-s-s-e-d Off
I'm angry most of the time
Why don't you
G-o-t-o-h
and Fairview
You know how we do
H Town always puts me in the right mood
Time to switch it up
Make something that I love
Know my grandpa looking down from above
I
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