Paul Wall - Houston Lyrics
texas tatted on my arm, got houston on my back'cause i love the city i'm from, hands up if you feel thati ball hard like a texan, every sunday catch me wreckin'?, code name boss because you can't catch himand they catch them bops like dre doball hard like i play too, run that back like jay dobet a couple ? and we play youwe came to win, can't take a lossain't shit 'bout that h south,team strong we'll break 'em off, lay 'em down then rake 'em outcar roof like ?, when the sun's out i drop the toph-town we shinin' red white and blue in that lotsee you boys in the playoffs, bet you this year we on topand if you from that h like me, you already know what i'm talkin' 'bout[hook]i'm from houston, texas home of the texans [x3]texas tatted on my arm, houston on my backi'm from houston, texas home of the texans [x3]texas tatted on my arm, houston on my back[verse 2 - paul wall]i'm from that hou tex, non-believers get put to the deaththen hard times, we get put to the test, but dedication turn the last to the beststop complainin' just a little bit less and start to quest on the road to successwe got now and we got next, say it loud with some bass in your chesthaters hate but now they on jock like joseph and queen the corners on locki come through the line like brian kush and then i can't be blocked like jj wattnow we on top, no more middle, like super mario i'm a hard hittercan't be stopped, don't be bitter, never give up 'cause i'm a go getterin the groupie and i wade through you, she like torro and the whole crewin battle red or liberty white out, i might come out in the deep still bluei thought boys knew, don't be surprised, tell them boys about texas pridewe ride for each other when we on the otherside and if you aint ?[hook][verse 3 - chamillionaire]hold upif you ain't from texas, you didn't get the messagelet me give you boys a quick lesson theni swore to god to be fresh to death, i didn't die so time to get fresh againyou know the h what i'm reppin' and it's like 35% mexicanand that's so ironic (why?)every cup is like 35% beverage and 65% medicineplenty ? for thick specimensa million fine and bad yela's and that's like 22% lesbianand in my zone what you steppin' in, then i bet my fist is gone check a chin'cause that trill in bun, and that trill is pimp, and that trill is somethin' y'all never beenhit your woman and let her in to my vehicle that i never tintthat brain got to be official baby, no artificial intelligencei'm runnin in it like andre, if y'all ain't from houston i ain't convinced'cause y'all touch down in our city once and been rappin' like you are ever since[hook]
