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rnb.foemob - texas كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(drvmlord)

[chorus]
ayy, huh, b_tch, i’m from texas
everybody ’round this b_tch keep a weapon
everybody ’round this b_tch used to steppin’
stay out the way ’cause this sh_t can get deadly
ayy, huh, b_tch, i’m from texas
we throwin’ bows on the big_body chevy
sw_ngin’ the slab like the fenders were heavy
we pop sh_t on sight, better cut out your staring, ayy

[verse 1]
b_tch, i’m from texas, where we pour a four in our beverages, sip on that drank ’til we heavy
b_tch, i’m from texas, where mexicans and blacks stand together, we keep this sh_t healthy, ayy
standin’ on businеss, don’t care if you feel it, make sure that you comin’ corrеctly, ayy
bad hoes and b_tches, big dogs with no leashes, i bet that your bum get embarrassed
in the woods, we got hogs and coyotes
they eat up dead bodies, don’t care ’bout no evidence
everybody out here really ready to k!ll
your block, we ain’t trippin’ ’bout spinnin’ it, huh
the jewelry, the cars, the clothes, the hoes
everything that y’all do, we invented it, huh
the b_tches outchea eat the meat off the bone
they gon’ swallow them kids, they ain’t spittin’ it, hey
[chorus]
huh, b_tch, i’m from texas
everybody ’round this b_tch keep a weapon
everybody ’round this b_tch used to steppin’
stay out the way ’cause this sh_t can get deadly
ayy, huh, b_tch, i’m from texas
we throwin’ bows on the big_body chevy
sw_ngin’ the slab like the fenders were heavy
we pop sh_t on sight, better cut out your staring, ayy

[verse 2]
mamas and aunties and grandmamas cryin’
’cause children outchea in the streets and they dyin’
clutchin’ on pistols, just tryin’ to survive
that’s how we get it down here in the south
everybody got some guns in the couch
everybody got some golds in they mouth
everybody got a speaker system
put the beat in they trunk while they cruise down the block
’cause they servin’ that work for it
out here in the south, they’ll k!ll and they’ll really go to war for it
n_ggas kick in your door for it
yeah, we bustin’ your ass, you get put on the floor for it
at the top where i’m puttin’ my name at
i’ma claim it, i’m comin’ for greatness
on the block where the kid used to hang at
clutchin’ my pipe, really ready to bang that, ayy
[chorus]
b_tch, i’m from texas
everybody ’round this b_tch keep a weapon
everybody ’round this b_tch used to steppin’
stay out the way ’cause this sh_t can get deadly
ayy, huh, b_tch, i’m from texas
we throwin’ bows on the big_body chevy
sw_ngin’ the slab like the fenders were heavy
we pop sh_t on sight, better cut out your staring, b_tch, huh

[outro]
woo, huh
yeah, you feel me? yeah
ayy, that b_tch hard, that’s good right there

- rnb foemob

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