Tonalité : F major
Verse 1
F#m
Yeah, lettin' you punk
motherfuckers know
Em
H -Town don't be bullshittin'
Come down here with that bullshit
You gon' get your motherfuckin' wig split,
bitch
That's a promise from the
F#m
good -ass people
H -Town niggas ain't soft, bitch
I get a brick and bust you in your mouth, bitch
I don't give a damn
I'm finna tell you motherfuckers
who I am
Em
Gangsta nip, I own this place
Mean enough to shoot a
dead pitbull in the face
F#m
Em
F#m
Em
Aw yeah, I'm hype tonight
F#m
Which one of you weak motherfuck
Em
ers wanna fight?
Whoever you are, whoever you be
Don't come to
Houston with that bullshit,
Cause if you do, you better get dropped
Go insane, leave a motherfuckin'
F#m
bomb in your mailbox
The nip don't care
38 or keep your bitch ass
sittin' in a wheelchair
Come on with it, hoe
Damn, I forgot my gun
You better go and get it, hoe
Em
Cause I'm hard as a brick
F#m
Em
Peace to the motherfuckin'
minds of a lunatic
F#m
Em
F#m
Step up, and you'll get beat down
Em
You can't fuck with
H -Town
F#m
Em
H -Town,
F#m
H -Town,
H -Town,
Em
H -Town
Punk motherfuckers wanna get with me
Your best bet is to don't say shit to me
Cause I'm insane playing catch with a bomb
I gotta keep my fucking calm
F#m
Cause I'm losing my
motherfucking mind
Bullet hit him in his head and came
out through his spine
Em
F#m
Gangsta nip, a terrible man
I cut a lady's throat just
Em
for shakin' my hand
East coast, west coast,
yeah all that's fine
Say
Houston is weak, I say I do 69 times
Other cities, they think that we're suckers
It ain't about cows and horses,
motherfucker
F#m
You try to front,
Juan
Blanco push you off a building
He'll kill your parents,
but I'll kill your children
In four words,
I'ma rape you
Nigga, I hate you
Don't try to cry,
Em
you better wipe that tear up
F#m
Time you show up,
Em
I'ma fuck your year up
F#m
Em
F#m
Cause I can go round for round
You can't fuck with
Em
F#m
Em
H -Town
F#m
Em
H -Town, bitch
F#m
Em
H -Town, bitch
F#m
Em
When you look in the mirror,
you'll see I'm a big time
East
Coast is dope,
West
Coast is dope
Say
Houston is weak,
I'm cutting everybody's throat
Cause I'm mad as a bitch
9mm legal blood stains in a ditch
People say
F#m
Em
Houston is just a cowboy town
F#m
Pop that shit inside my face,
Em
you'll hear that sound
Never call the gangsta fake
F#m
Throw a bomb in the crowd just to
Em
see how many niggas break
Yo, I'll be damned if I quit
Kickin' that hard -ass
H -Town gangsta shit
Cause that's how it is down here
Slangin' that dope,
smokin' weed and drinkin' beer
F#m
I'm puttin'
Easton on the map
You think I give a motherfuck
if y 'all don't clap
Front me with that shit
Then
I'ma have to whoop ya
And after that, triple six is gon' cook ya
In
Em
H -Town, you can't act like a sucker
F#m
You'll get your ass cut up quick,
Em
motherfucker
F#m
Em
Step up an d you'll get beat down
F#m
Em
Like I said, you can't fuck with
F#m
Em
H -Town
H -Town, bitch
H -Town, bitch
H -Town
H -Town
Where you at?
Who you with?
What you got?
You're a fool.
town, bitch.
Where at?
Yeah.
Ace town.
Where you at?
Yeah.
Ace town, bitch.
Where you at?
Ace town, bitch.
Where you at?
Yeah.
Fool.
H -Town, bitch
Yeah
H -Town, bitch
Yeah
H -Town
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