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Текст песни S.L.A.B. f Z-Ro - The H

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[Hook - 2x]You got a problem with my city, get the fuck outAin`t got nothing good to say bout Houston, get the fuck outWe ain`t trying to deal with no mo` haters, we already got enoughGet the fuck out our city, before you end up in the dust[Z-Ro]H-O-U-S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-SWe got Crips and Bloods and crooked cops, that`ll open up your chestThink I`m lying, HPD`ll pull over on a dark roadThen snatch your ass out the back seat, and let they pistols unloadEven though I`m out on bond, when I`m out in public I`m armedPlus I`m rolling with them lil` ignant niggaz, Boss and Jay`TonAnd Lil B, out of R-I-D-G-E-M-O-N-TAnd y`all know I`m packing that artillery, that can crack the concreteMicro down South folks post, smoking on that good dro smokeEither in my Crentley or my Fleetwood, letting 83`s pokeHolding the wood grain sturning wheel, South Main the kill burning stillGo under the six and left, and hop on six-ten I got a soda I`m put a six inAnd a cold ass doggy style, I`ma put a bitch inSome of y`all niggaz are busters, but garunteed we real on this endIf you don`t know, ya better ask somebodyGive it up for Houston bitch, or we gon blast somebody[Hook - 2x][Jay`Ton]Now you can see me in my city, sitting low on swangsWith the trunk popped glock cocked, waiting for hatersIn my city we play no games, South Klique what I claimAnd if a nigga disrespect us, you`ll get one in your brainSo just sit back and chill, `fore your ass get grilledBy a guerilla nigga that`s only 18, worth a millBanging my music slowed down, wrecking shows out of townNiggaz talking that bullshit, and get you put underground[Lil B]H-Town is where I hang change lanes, and grip on grainBo`guarding intersections in Texas, we po` up maynYou got a problem with my city, then address it17 shots, from the glock`ll be your blessingI`m sick of you haters talking down, cause we be wreckingAin`t nothing but hustlers down here, we feddy fetching so get to steppingI`m letting you know, it ain`t no games being playedLil B the main reason, y`all roaches getting sprayed[Hook - 2x][Trae]Houston we have a problem, where a asshole pissed the fuck offBorn and raised out the city, where the street life`ll get you fucked offAnd lately these niggaz getting beside theyself, like they canUntil I greet `em with the heat, to make `em understandIt ain`t nothing weak around here, cause it go down around hereBuck the H if you wanna, you`ll never get found round hereI promise you other niggaz, got the game out of lineHouston Texas until I die, we ain`t hard to find[Boss]See we be swanging through these neighborhoods, on these swangas we swanging onCan`t see us in foreign bitches, Perelli we gliding onMaab afilliated, so me and my niggaz riding onGet the fuck out my city, cause hating`ll get you flying homeSliding home, out of town plexing`ll get you boxed upNiggaz get put in six foot Zip-locks, for trying to box usI`m from the H, I keep it E to the BH to the G, till you see me in these streets with my heat[Hook - 2x]

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