[Slim Thug:] Slim Thugga, Muthafucka! Now welcome to the city of game, piece of chains and swangs Pop trunk and bang, yeah I'm still here mayne Born and raised on the stead block, braids no dreadlocks Married to the hood me and Sunnywood way block Niggas way my home, I'm an outside venterain Reppin' H-Town, smoking sippin' on some medicine That ain't nobody better than the boss when I flow It's Slim Thugga Muthafuckas, still breaking boys off [Chamillionaire:] Hmm, got plenty cheese, plenty carrots and you looking like some carrotrus And it's looking like you haters and you fakes is immatating us Shadied up, bradied up and I bet that trunk you bladed up Bet you still crawling on 4's, so they ain't fainting us In the hood I'm a grinder, wood on the winer TV VCR lay back with'cha momma You ain't never seen a grinder that grind the way I grind, huh Top off the drop still listen to Tomma [Hook:] Still, still wrecking boys off Hmm, candy painted with the lows you can hate but that's the way we ball Still wrecking boys off Hmm, getting money's what I'm bout, I'm a get it while he's in his judge talk Still wrecking boys off Hmm, gotta do it for the north, got to do it for my hustler's in the south Still wrecking boys off, boys off Sill wrecking boys off And when I do it I'm a do it like a boss Still wrecking boys off [Mike Jones:] MIKE JONES! I still representing H-Town the city of the candy They see me with a lotta, huh, but they don't understand it They said they never see ya boy, how you gettin' this grind on? Hannavilly take ya piggy I gettin' my shine on I sold two million records now my paper on swoll Now the mayor of the city, top down when I roll H-Town, home of the candy paint Home of the 84's and 4's in the? [Bun B:] Yeah, it's the city that's slowed, the city that's throwed The city where them boys get they candy painted lows The city where they build big killa and stay blowed Hustlin' ass D-boys got the game sold Where they sip that drank (sip that drank) and drip that paint (drip that paint) And drop that top (drop that top) and grip that grain (hold up) 6-10-I-10-59-45 in the belt This clutch city where we play what we dealt Welcome my H-Town [Hook: Chamillionaire] [Paul Wall:] This town's my home it's where I do my dirt Where the gangsta's? smoke water? we drank stains on the shirt We ride swangin' chop blazed just to break boys off From South Park to South West how we wave to that nouf I'm talking tenth wheel and Carvadale and Greens Point Two From Denport Harvard to West Airport all the way to Channelview We steady bangin' on this screw, it's choppin' like Kung-Fu Hit me on the 8-3-2, Paul Wall what it do [Yung Redd:] Ha Nomtombout? Purple so muddy I can barely even drive A blow it down trees like a catter goin by Southside of H-Town that on the sunny side I walk these? all blind, nomtombout? Yung Redd, take ya out the future Stars imitate swear to God work the? Robert Davis, Fat Pat, this for you Come on the Big Hogg got some roof Mayne! [Hook: Chamillionaire] [Lil Keke:] H-O to the U.S., T.O. till the end God bless me with the million dollar Benz See the grind money gangstas with the hand in the air That Sunnyside in South Park I was raised out there This is H-Town (H-Town), screwed up and slowed down It's all love homie, keep rolling up the whole pound Pull up in the monster just look at him hiding Don Ke hard of the south, slab riding [Z-Ro:] H.O.U.S.T.O.N., T.E.X.A.S. We goin get it and come back with it until we take our last breath From the city where I steady on drop the top Z-Ro the Crooked, my ghetto ass is good at any hood, any block they got T
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