Lyrics:
Leaders
Of the School
I bust a door open
Stomped a hole in the ground
And left the floor smoking
Then I said
Hold it down
Rolling loud
I'm rolling by
Ain't
the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
it like that (She got it)
She gone stay open when I want (When I want)
I don't gotta creep
Through the back (Through the back)
You see that H-town
care
And I'm feelin' like Rapunzel wit' it
You got a new born in ya arms? I hit stick
Make you fumble wit' it
Torture you while the children there
I hurt
It's like a holocaust to the boss when I toss
Too much knowledge kicked then you're lost
In a shuffle of feet Jinx the fiddler
And I control
the E, the N, the C, the H,
The M, the O, the B, the great
Lyrics that make the beat swing and I gotcha
It's the hip-hopper that don't like coppers
H-Town on the double
So I said it's time to hustle, got down with my brother C
Put together UGK and shit, the rest is history
We make hits by
up
And let me break it down
Through Missi, Tenni, Alanta
Georgia, and back to H-Town
We still be running thangs
Tryin to get it for cheddar
Baby, ain't
to the hood
Where the stealers and the raiders keep it goin' at (goin')
And the bubblegum kush is what we blowin' back (blowin' back)
We slide by Nip's spot
Nutted off in the bitch drank, she told me thanks
Kinda felt disrespectful in a way, she said tastes great
Chris Rock tryna gone head penetrate,
Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, maker of noise
That's jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
I was
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being
by a scale and everybody know it (know it)
I hate it when a pretty girl start snoring (stop that shit)
Lookin' in the mirror like, "you a lucky man"
monkey business
Can't H&M us, no
Shout out to women in Cape Town
Africa's always a great time
Donald said all of us live in huts
I tell him, "Dummy,
out suckers 'cause I'm so much better
At rapping so what could it be
Give me a mic and a beat and you'll soon see
I'm to cool sir Too $hort
Turing
Trae, mayne
Man, I'm feelin' so H Town right now
My nigga this big ass white ass cup
You know what I mean?
Slammin' them doors, pullin' them hoes
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
sleep, I ain't got no dreams
Now cheap talk, kill it
I'm in the game full court
Y'all the sideline chillin'
Come out that "H" that's why I'm grillin
(H
they kill a friend by accident, they might just get
A feelin that perhaps this end is classified as righteous death
Who decides your laws? Who makes
a great height
I'm way too high, gettin these vibes, smokin that tree and it taste nice
AP all froze, these are the goals, yall gotta level up, my time
We
the anti-freeze
We dreamed it we living it who feelin the vibe?
Shoutout to the ones that are down for the ride
Shoutout to the girls in town for the night
Just
Motherfucker get your shit straight
Been great, flipping weight call me Triple H
Yeah zombies we the shit man ya
Zombies we the Kliq man ya
Palm trees like
.jpg/220px-Feelin's_(Teddy_Edwards_album).jpg "Feelin's")
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