[Intro: E.S.G.]
H-Tine!
Young Onehunnidt, E.S.G
Know what I'm sayin'?
Screwed Up Click
We bout to take yall on a little history lesson
KnowhutImtalking bout? Lets go
[Verse 1: Onehunnidt]
Born to it, H Town, Screwed Music
Now the whole world riding candy paint
Wanna sip drank, trying to do Houston
I grew up on S.U.C. (and Swishahouse!)
Michael Watts, Ron C
"Know what I'm talking bout" at the end of my sentencing
No periods when I bleed
Saggin creases, whites tees
Pulling boppers, TSU to PV
Knockin Pictures Off The Wall
Still Tippin, Riding Dirty
With 25 Lighters, but boy I'm clean!
Swanging and Banging with Diamonds Against the Wood
Keep My Name Out Ya Mouth
Whether Sunny or Grey
Platinum In The Ghetto, reppin' the hood
Got Drank By The Pint
Sitting Sideways, chrome plated lady looking good
My Money Get Jealous, she plexin' like, "Mannn"
20 inch propellors chopping them blades look like fans
I Handle My Business, so I Think I Deserve to Get (throed)
Pussy, Weed, and Alcohol
Chilling with my Broad and You Already Know
When I pop trunk, Back Back
Roll a Lil O of Fat Pat
Keep having Ghetto Dreams, Finer things
Body rocking, Mind Playing Tricks on Me
Like Z-Ro, I Don't Need No Help At All "I Can Do That"
Do the Southside and keep the H in they face
Cause This the Way that We Ball
H-Tine!
Young Onehunnidt, E.S.G
Know what I'm sayin'?
Screwed Up Click
We bout to take yall on a little history lesson
KnowhutImtalking bout? Lets go
[Verse 1: Onehunnidt]
Born to it, H Town, Screwed Music
Now the whole world riding candy paint
Wanna sip drank, trying to do Houston
I grew up on S.U.C. (and Swishahouse!)
Michael Watts, Ron C
"Know what I'm talking bout" at the end of my sentencing
No periods when I bleed
Saggin creases, whites tees
Pulling boppers, TSU to PV
Knockin Pictures Off The Wall
Still Tippin, Riding Dirty
With 25 Lighters, but boy I'm clean!
Swanging and Banging with Diamonds Against the Wood
Keep My Name Out Ya Mouth
Whether Sunny or Grey
Platinum In The Ghetto, reppin' the hood
Got Drank By The Pint
Sitting Sideways, chrome plated lady looking good
My Money Get Jealous, she plexin' like, "Mannn"
20 inch propellors chopping them blades look like fans
I Handle My Business, so I Think I Deserve to Get (throed)
Pussy, Weed, and Alcohol
Chilling with my Broad and You Already Know
When I pop trunk, Back Back
Roll a Lil O of Fat Pat
Keep having Ghetto Dreams, Finer things
Body rocking, Mind Playing Tricks on Me
Like Z-Ro, I Don't Need No Help At All "I Can Do That"
Do the Southside and keep the H in they face
Cause This the Way that We Ball
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