[Verse 1: Grimm]
Uh hun
See

It ain't like you don't know how it's done
Left for some, fifty hun, gone as quick as they come
First the money, then the power, heh

Then you get the guts
This time, like a great big #~!!@, just
Waiting to get $#&@ed

Wasn't luck, cause the cut kept
Comin' up with cash, one
Gunnin', $#&@ it fast, some

Dumb enough to blast (Blast)
Any pimp
And he gon' tell you the same

Fendin' flame's all his game, boy, I swellin' ya reign
And I'm willin' the range
But them (*##$es ain't bustin'

Hatin' $$# kick tricks like snitches, can't trust 'em
Switch and straight rushed 'em
Touched in the end

Sent some kin from the pen like
Dust in the wind
I bust when I can, never think of lookin' back

Got scratched, got slack
Brought straps, look at that
Crooked cat, took his macks, and went to flashin' it around

Now the !@$( can't be found, and some blacks, they gone around

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[Grimm:]
Because I pulled out my weapon, and I quickly start smashin'
A coco loco, man, I'm ready for some action

I look at my partner, simply say
[Rasheed:]
DON'T !#@* WITH HOUSTON

WHY, WHY, WHY
[Grimm:]
It's just another execution

It's just another execution

[Verse 2: Rasheed]

Houstone
City of drank, what up
Home of getting it crunk

We be crankin' it up
Tops drop
Trunks pop

On the cizzurve
Me and my locos be
Sippin' on some scissurp

Spinners on the cizzurb, swishas full of hizzerb
We don't give a damn
Hold up

Man
Screwston, average county, with my killers all around me
Cheap in jail, jump to bail, meet the hunter with the bounty

Texas
Known as the Lone Star State
Home of the President, but

We be controllin' the weight
Makin' dollars, holler, holler, put the ten on the Impala
When the pistol pop, your collar drop more bigger than Kamala


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[Verse 3: Troublemaker]
Man, $#&@ this, fool, you better back that, rat-a-tat
With a big gat, how the $#&@ you gonna have

Pistol pack with the $#&@in' thugs, sellin' joint, what's up, cous'
[? ] enjoy ya buzz, you haven't hear who the $#&@ I was
Nobody does it like me with G, doin' that %#@! since '93

Only thugs forgot about me, fantasies to a reality
Casualities, what a tragedy, cause all that %#@! don't matter to me
Cause all that hatin' around my hood, treat like it was flattery

Assault and $#&@in' battery, for all these fools that wanna plex
Shinin' and grindin' with the cash and checks, I don't give a $#&@ who we think is next
A Mexicano calls it wrecks, what the $#&@ you wanna do
I'm aggrevated til the day I die, certain about it, I'm jammin' Screw
That's what Dope House players do, well, I don't know about your crew

With everybody on my side, man, we comin' so true, comin' so real
With the style they claim, sing in the rain, double in slang, prove we gon' bang
Old sayin', ain't stop sayin', and I ain't playin' (I ain't playin')

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