the ones Down South, making all the noise What you boys know, about that S.U.C. This for Screw and Mafio, and P-A-T [H.A.W.K.] On tracks and eight dats
that ride or die for me [H.A.W.K.:] To the real, who been down since day one The ones that know H.A.W.K., but also know John To my mom's, you mean the
would like to give a big I mean a very very big round of, fuck you To you hoe ass niggaz, out here swooping on that bitch Afilliated playas, representing [H.A.W.K
pity No skilled bitch soundin' like Dr. Seus A-W-O-L a wolf on the loose Should've been a B-Dog [C-K] Should've been a B-Dog, punk this is Piru Fucks
uh, yeah-yeah, uh Boss Hogg Outlaw niggaz [Hook] G-A-N-G-S-T-A, B-O-S-S H-O-G-G O-U-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas [Slim Thug] It's him Slim,
a sunny Sunday Acting a iz-ass, for H-A-Dub-K So I swang's and I swang, and I swang to the left Pop my trunk, for Big H.A.W.K.'s death And you already
a blue line, Northside coming down Out the roof throwing gang signs, bitch I'ma shine Banging Big H.A.W.K., a real nigga real talk God gotta have a plan
Little nigga, little nigga, pullin trigger, gettin bigger Gravedigger bury nigga like me how the fuck you figure There's nothin worse than bein, caught up in a
a replaced tooth Not pot, mean dust when a nigga say juice Killa! Killa... [Chorus] [Outro:] You know what it is, nigga - Harlem 140th & Lennox, you
Hook x2] [H.A.W.K.] Down South, yeah we ride on dubs Abuse them drugs, and hoes don't get no love We just some thugs, with ice that glow and glisten In a
[Chorus:] "Nigga's a threat, too real to be an actor" - [8X] [Verse 1: Lil' Flip] This ain't a movie, this more like a screenplay Cause on the real
H.A.W.K., Mike D, Godfather) [talking] Down South Cartel baby Put your game face on, what Corleon, H-A-W-K, Godfather baby, C. Whodi [Hook] In H-Town
.E.A H-A-dub-K, I have a lot to say With no delay, I'ma represent where I stay Raised in the Tre, then moved to MLK I'm a Dead End nigga, till I'm old
So what it is yo, we blowing big hoe (Flip what you smoking on), ay partna this dro Fifty G's in my vault, R.I.P. to Big H.A.W.K. To the Click that's
you're on Uh-uh on first I do my s-s-song Then I take a lady h-h-home [CHORUS] ...And there you have it Thats what happens when the T to the I-L Connects
feat. H.A.W.K., Bun B) [talking:] What's up Houston Texas, it's Custom Made Gangstas In the building, dropping on another one on your teflon Know what
on the mike is the H-A-W-K [Verse 3] [H.A.W.K:] Down the hill, Fairy tale or milk Shot caller, big baller I'm a force to be reckoned with It's all about
and Heart of a hustler, mind of a G Procrastinate, but you can hate the P-A to the T [Mike D] I got the heart of a hustler, mind of a G Bending big