H-Town Propain (Ft. Sauce Walka)

[Intro: Propain]
Yeah, yeah
(X.O. think he all that) Yeah
Shit really a lifestyle, y'know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
Real H-Town shit, know what I'm talm' bout? Yeah
They say the time goes by, puffin' on lye
Man, just hopin' that it get 'em high
Got a nigga goin' crazy, yeah
Crazy, yeah (Mane)

[Verse 1: Propain]
It's H-Town, ho
A new slab was all he ever known to grind for
Niggas droppin' fours up in they cup, it move the time slow
Swangin' lane-to-lane look like he drivin' with a blindfold
Choppin' foreign tops, and all these hoes'll have your mind blown
Flawless diamonds in they mouth, these thousand dollar convos
Boosters got 'еm dressin' like they walkin' in dеsign shows
Rule number one: when you shinin', keep the nine close
But please don't get it twisted, nah, this shit ain't all good
Them fuckin' jackers out, them fiends is barkin' off the dog food
The young boys is wylin', niggas drawing like it's art school
Where niggas rise up, call that shit a carpool
These crooked ass laws is sendin' shots like we are barstools
See, most our homies caged and lookin' down on us from God's view
Shit, I done shed tears and I all I got to show is war wounds
One day you here, the next you X, man, like cartoons (Yeah, yeah), damn