(feat. Skip)
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[Intro]
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Ghetto slave, U.T.P.
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Ya heard me? Aiyyo Nick, show 'em
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Everything was gravy 'til the hurricane popped up
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Then the levees broke and had the whole city stopped up
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Then it got hectic, everybody split up
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But a lot of us sittin in Texas nigga we out'chea
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Downtown, we out'chea, uptown, we out'chea
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Niggaz that stayed home, you think they dead? Out'chea
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Heron City, all bustin heads, out'chea
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Niggaz with real charges duckin feds? Yo we out'chea
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[Verse One]
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Most likely you saw Eazy in Texas
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Trashback his brass real fast for a Lexus
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The Southwest side, best to be seen
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Tuesday night break his ass shake and sip the lean
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And if not, catch us on the Northside, take 610
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59 it's a short ride, holla somethin out'chea
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Whylin in the front with the blunts cause we out'chea
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Hopin they don't have to figure out what we bout'chea
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[Chorus]
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3rd Ward, 4th Ward, 5th Ward - we out'chea
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6th Ward, 7th Ward, 8th Ward - we out'chea
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9th Ward, 10th Ward, 11th Ward - we out'chea
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12th Ward, 13th, 17th - we out'chea
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[Verse Two]
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I ran up into Barstow, took the nursing home bus
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The feds pulled us over but they didn't really fuck with us
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Causeway to I-10, bad roads, Lafeyette
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?? took a two month rest
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Went from the shorts to the projects, the ones in the hilltop
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I like it in the hood but that wasn't my bus stop
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I made it out to Dallas, mob pimpin, sippin lean
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Saw some niggaz from the home team, that I ain't seen
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in a month or two, fucked up a blunt or two
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But I left, cause I gotta do, what I gotta do
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E hit me hard as I'm jettin, it was powerful
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Now I'm out of Houston, and Crophead's been doin our producin (yeah)
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Three]
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Yeah I'm in Houston but you know that
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Nigga like me, old school, new always like a throwback
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And when they build it I'ma go back
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For now I'm out'chea, you ain't seen the FUCK YOU on my do'mat?
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You read my license plate, mad motherfucker
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So you know the driver is a bad motherfucker
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Swerved on the A-Town, exit off the {?}
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Plus my homey from the hood done relocated uphill
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And he tellin me, how good that the weed is
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The numbers on the hustle, and how we both can bleed it
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I'm addin it up and it's just like what I needed
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The sweetest hustle ever, of a hustle if I seen it
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[Chorus]
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We Out Here
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Scarface |