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can't see me And I'm with H.S.E., and we stacking E-N-D's Rolling three's, flipping like laid Staying playa made, chopping on blades I gotta stay for

off, in my trunk-e nigga Call yo wootay's let 'em know I'ma keep ya nigga To they cough up sixty gee's my nigga That's how it go, cause if the shoes

Life Stories) Allright, anything ill you see it's WHOA! (I know that) Like for instance, Black Rob is WHOA! (Oh no doubt) And Bad Boy is WHOA! (No doubt) And that's

do it for h-town We back up on the rise Feeling good Feeling fine Poppin' trunk Tippin' dine But we do it for h-town Tell them boys it's time to lay it

' it's slowed up Screwed up or Slowed down, we representing H-Town And if you ain't from around, this how it go down [E.S.G.] Yeah E.S.G. now the king

the house, P.D., like a fresh little momma I'm a (?) like Piranah's, have em' harm you Screaming, stealth bomber your honor Yea, Do or Die and this Crucial Conflict's

some Down South G's, forfilling they dreams Gripping on pine, swanging through your town It's that boy E.S.G., and you know he gon clown [E.S.G.] Hold

muthafuckas run I do this shit for fun You niggas know you can't get none (40) Biatch Chorus- I'm from the V.A.L.L.E.J.O H.I.L.L side doe Spittin

you call the zoo We getting gorilla money, baboons on the run Southside orangatang, and I swang and bang in my Air Force 1's [E.S.G.:] Chop you up like