Z-Ro, Fre$h, Propain - H-Town lyrics
[Z-Ro, Fre$h, Propain - H-Town lyrics]
Tell 'm H Town reppin
H Town what I rep, H Town what I'm reppin
H Town what I rep
And tel 'm H Town what I reppin
I tell 'm H Town what I'm reppin
Sunny side is my section
Ride around with that Wesson
Pussy and money counting my bidnis
Got that pistol on me, with the Riker scope
Exercising my right to toat
Throw the yello, I like the smoke
And we comin down like a lightning bolt
I'm from the city of swang
Pop the trunk with that bang
Went to the other side of
Town with that train
Then I popped up with Lil Wayne
Young Moola is the committee
I be crusin up to French's
Tell him to come hit me
Got that Huston on me like Whitney
Niggas be hatin, I pay 'm no mind
Probably just mad cause I'm bangin your dime
My mama told me one day I'm goin shine
So I just keep hustlin
And making those rhymes
Niggas talk down, but I stay up and show love
Make it out of line, it's about to be ugley
Haters is frontin like I don't be muddy
Rest in peace to Scrue, Pimp C, Big Hawk
Fat Pat and more
Yeah, I'm country like a western
But I'm not your avrage Joe
Round the world they call me fresh
I'm representing for the four
Seven three round my chest
In case them niggas wanna know
Tell 'm H Town reppin
H Town what I rep, H Town what I'm reppin
H Town what I rep
And tel 'm H Town what I reppin
H Town what I'm reppin, hundred Glock
That's my section cali code for my weapon
And it stay with me like it's my yes man
Bitch, I was born and raised in
That gutter, when you starve
It get you that hustle
Cause the grind don't stop, in
The land of the drop
Make it drop like a studder
I handle boys like a biker
Money tall as the Ifle
In the slab I crawl like a spider
Red paint drippin like a bitch cycle
In the four so I gots to climb
With a braud that's mighty fine
These haters flauce, so I'm cocking mine
Still stuntin harder than rocket sciance
Chopper dime, diamonds shine
Pop it up, the guap is mine
Nigga lyin, you can't find the time
Fuck with me, end up like Columbine
World is mine, haters hate
Scrape a plate in 2 88
I'm on the grind, so I'm chacin paper
I'm bout to eat, like I'm sayin grace
I represent, like my bro Scrue
That's why I'm rappin like
I crashed my Coope
RIP to Hawk, that's what I say too
One time for the Pimp, Imma act a fool
So pass the news, what we sposed to do
Tell 'm H Town reppin
H Town what I rep, H Town what I'm reppin
H Town what I rep
And tel 'm H Town what I reppin
From the shoulders, I'm like fuck fuck fuck
And that's your face
From the FPN, I'm like fuck fuck fuck
And that's your case
That ain't a concirt, that's the trouble
Man that ain't the Earth, that's the base
I ain't a makanic, and that
Ain't transmition fluid iether
That's an ace you fellas chop what I swang
Livin through the life I clame
Homie, I'm smokin loud when I bang
Set off all the car alarms when I can
Most of my teachers represent the side
Take me down, put me in the mine
Lookin at the richh
You can see it in our eyes
Home of the yello bone, that's my size
Where the track is, on the ground
Louder than a motherfucker when I come around
Without a deal, we shut the parking lot down
We go too fast, the whole city slow down
Throw big money when we in a strip club
Jumpin when they throw they tit's up
The next body bag get zipped up
Smokin on a bean, got a hickup
Sip out the bottle, don't need no cup
I don't get them for no money
I don't need no slut
Show them to Short, I don't see your club
The man with the bitch, the bitch show love
Go north to the 16
Look for the nigga in the new Coope
I'm from Texas if you don't know Scrue
Rep the south, here's what we goin do
Tell 'm H Town reppin
H Town what I rep, H Town what I'm reppin
H Town what I rep
And tel 'm H Town what I reppin
H Town what I rep, H Town what I'm reppin
H Town what I rep
And tel 'm H Town what I reppin
I tell 'm H Town what I'm reppin
Sunny side is my section
Ride around with that Wesson
Pussy and money counting my bidnis
Got that pistol on me, with the Riker scope
Exercising my right to toat
Throw the yello, I like the smoke
And we comin down like a lightning bolt
I'm from the city of swang
Pop the trunk with that bang
Went to the other side of
Town with that train
Then I popped up with Lil Wayne
Young Moola is the committee
I be crusin up to French's
Tell him to come hit me
Got that Huston on me like Whitney
Niggas be hatin, I pay 'm no mind
Probably just mad cause I'm bangin your dime
My mama told me one day I'm goin shine
So I just keep hustlin
And making those rhymes
Niggas talk down, but I stay up and show love
Make it out of line, it's about to be ugley
Haters is frontin like I don't be muddy
Rest in peace to Scrue, Pimp C, Big Hawk
Fat Pat and more
Yeah, I'm country like a western
But I'm not your avrage Joe
Round the world they call me fresh
I'm representing for the four
Seven three round my chest
In case them niggas wanna know
Tell 'm H Town reppin
H Town what I rep, H Town what I'm reppin
H Town what I rep
And tel 'm H Town what I reppin
H Town what I'm reppin, hundred Glock
That's my section cali code for my weapon
And it stay with me like it's my yes man
Bitch, I was born and raised in
That gutter, when you starve
It get you that hustle
Cause the grind don't stop, in
The land of the drop
Make it drop like a studder
I handle boys like a biker
Money tall as the Ifle
In the slab I crawl like a spider
Red paint drippin like a bitch cycle
In the four so I gots to climb
With a braud that's mighty fine
These haters flauce, so I'm cocking mine
Still stuntin harder than rocket sciance
Chopper dime, diamonds shine
Pop it up, the guap is mine
Nigga lyin, you can't find the time
Fuck with me, end up like Columbine
World is mine, haters hate
Scrape a plate in 2 88
I'm on the grind, so I'm chacin paper
I'm bout to eat, like I'm sayin grace
I represent, like my bro Scrue
That's why I'm rappin like
I crashed my Coope
RIP to Hawk, that's what I say too
One time for the Pimp, Imma act a fool
So pass the news, what we sposed to do
Tell 'm H Town reppin
H Town what I rep, H Town what I'm reppin
H Town what I rep
And tel 'm H Town what I reppin
From the shoulders, I'm like fuck fuck fuck
And that's your face
From the FPN, I'm like fuck fuck fuck
And that's your case
That ain't a concirt, that's the trouble
Man that ain't the Earth, that's the base
I ain't a makanic, and that
Ain't transmition fluid iether
That's an ace you fellas chop what I swang
Livin through the life I clame
Homie, I'm smokin loud when I bang
Set off all the car alarms when I can
Most of my teachers represent the side
Take me down, put me in the mine
Lookin at the richh
You can see it in our eyes
Home of the yello bone, that's my size
Where the track is, on the ground
Louder than a motherfucker when I come around
Without a deal, we shut the parking lot down
We go too fast, the whole city slow down
Throw big money when we in a strip club
Jumpin when they throw they tit's up
The next body bag get zipped up
Smokin on a bean, got a hickup
Sip out the bottle, don't need no cup
I don't get them for no money
I don't need no slut
Show them to Short, I don't see your club
The man with the bitch, the bitch show love
Go north to the 16
Look for the nigga in the new Coope
I'm from Texas if you don't know Scrue
Rep the south, here's what we goin do
Tell 'm H Town reppin
H Town what I rep, H Town what I'm reppin
H Town what I rep
And tel 'm H Town what I reppin