I've got three striped squares I can't get away from. No four walls to call my own. I feel like doing this is bad for my state of mind. But one thing
Einstein's down on the beach staring into the sand Cause everything he believes in is shattered What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway
or compensation I'll show it all through a demonstration of unapologetic, sincere demeanor so you'll recognize I'm for real here. I'm not reinventing, don't call
video me? You know them Gs, they be hollerin', 'specially them hot ones Brooklyn, Atlanta, Houston, to New Orleans When they see me, they be like "Yo B, let me call
on me [Chamillionaire imitating Jim Jones] Some of them be talkin but snitch is what we call 'em (snitches) I be gettin gwop way from Houston down to
in my 'Lac Keep a glock in my 'Lac Somethin' cocked in my lap Just in case a hata trip tryin to plot for my (caddillac benz) [Verse 1 - Killa Kyleon] From Houston
your rockin' wit the talk of New York Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent G-UNIT, and here we go! (*Saadiq sings "you should be here," and other parts of
[Neptunes] Earth to your brain Yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, Houston I think we have a problem Yo, yo, I think we have a problem Yo, yo, we have a problem Yo
Beyonce] You know them Gs, they be hollerin', 'specially them hot ones Brooklyn, Atlanta, Houston, to New Orleans When they see me, they be like "Yo B, let me call
phone You know them G's, they be hollerin', 'specially them hot ones Brooklyn, Atlanta, Houston to New Orleans When they see me they be like, yo B let me call
in Houston they boppers Miami they ?, I can give it to you simply, my pimpin don?t come with sympathy, she want it I got it, I got what she want, whatever you call
south side of Houston You're tuned to the sounds of a nigga, who don't give a fuck 'Cause one way or the other, I'm gon' still get mine Play the game
came late Red bandana on, call that my Game Face Niggaz come in all shapes Some snitches wear Reeboks, some wear Bathing Apes Sometimes they Crip niggaz, other
hover trade and the sergeant of snow They call me Mr. Killa Gram in case yo ass ain't know I'm the boss baller of blow when you come to the Gulf Other
[Verse 1: Juan Gotti] Razaville Texas Houston to McAllen Deep in San Anto, screw Rich y Valles Rollin' throught Dallas, Boritos, and Corpus Odessa, Laredo
and do my thang with The Unit Bo signed to Cashville I'm makin it rain in Houston, Rap-A-Lot for life You'll find you body slain in Houston, bitch I'm
of my hustlers come up in Brooklyn Let me see all of my riders come up in the Bay Let me see all of my killers come up in Houston Let me see all of
