Slim Thug, Killa Kyleon, Boss Hogg Outlawz - Gangsta Grillz текст песни

All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the…
Blowin up on H-Town
Tell me what ya’ll know about this H-Town chick
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the…
Make the beat chop chop .(H-Town)
I like them gangsta grillz
Ridin through like 'did you see those big wheels?'
Pop the trunk and let me feel, I got chills
Now whatchu know about a ballaa, shot callaa
Now wontchu tell me wat it do- Where you from?
Im from Houston, keepin it screwed up Aint whatchu used to, tippin on 44's
On the note we stayed graded up, south-ayed it up
I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas mayn?
Its all about the heavy weight
Let me hear ya holla ya mayn
Houston, you know wat it do Let me hear ya holla mayn
LeToya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the…
Blowin up on H-Town
Let me hear you screw it, its Houston, H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the…
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
I got a thang for them gangstas with grills
Top to bottom like he’s spendin big scrill
So watcha into, tell me homie whats the deal?
Cause I wanna be your baby, drivin you crazy
Cause we act a fool where Im from
Houston, Texas keepin it screwed up And you can bet, a thug is what Im used to Cause its what Im all about, want you to holla out
I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas mayn?
Its all about the heavy weight
Let me hear ya holla ya mayn
Houston, you know wat it do Let me hear ya holla mayn
LeToya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the…
Blowin up on H-Town
Let me hear you screw it, its Houston, H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the…
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Thats right, they know who is it Run it.
4 tires, 4's spinnin like a ceilin fan
Seats reclinin, smokin pine with the wheel in my hand
Diamonds shinin, gangsta grill look like a hundred grand
Now thats a Texas thang mayn, you wouldnt understand
We got that country grammer just like the St. Lunatics
In Texas (we screwed up!) Thats how we be doin it! (Thats right)
Cause round here, it aint all about the canabope?
Cause boy sittin fat with tacs taller than the alamo?
I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas mayn?
Its all about the heavy weight
Let me hear ya holla ya mayn
Houston, you know wat it do Let me holla mayn
LeToya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the…
Blowin up on H-Town
Let me hear you screw it, its Houston, H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the…
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)