Houston Tribute 2 - Tobe Nwigwe, Taylor Janney

Houston Tribute 2 - Tobe Nwigwe, Taylor Janney

Альбом
Tobe From The Swat
Год
2017
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
296040

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Houston Tribute 2

Tobe Nwigwe, Taylor Janney

Yeah

This here goes out to all the legends

For all the music I grew up on

When Houston was really Houston

When the OGs would get on a track and say something like this

Southside we roll on choppers

Southside we roll on Chopper-ers

Southside we roll on choppers

Southside we roll on Chopper-ers

Hold it down (Hold it down)

Hold it down (Hold it down)

We gon hold it down

The South gon hold it down

Hold it down (Hold it down)

Hold it down (Hold it down)

We gone hold it down

Southwest gon hold it down

Yeah

Flow easy watch me nonchalantly rap (Watch me rap)

I hate a head full of weave and raunchy tracks (Raunchy tracks)

I used to play call of duties on the packs

I’m all about my change like a laundromat (Laundromat)

Yeah

R.I.P.

to Hawk and Pat

Pimp C. Big Mo, and Dj Screw died of a heart attack

In a city of syrup they was the heart of rap

Hell, they half of the reason I got the hardest rap

The other half is probably cause im Igbo

Dogface from down five got here with that rico

Tobe why you singing, dawg?

I do this for my people

Letin them whack rappers with fake juice I call it tampico (Tampico)

Heh

But shout out to my momma tho

Who still got us lil caesars when we was too broke for dominos

So imma go

Hard as hell till them problems go vamanos

Tobe but I’m more like Kobe I got that black mamba flow

Had a dream but it manifested to reality

From the H where everybody coming down like gravity

Most my patnas savage but I swear they living lavishly

Watch your mouth where I’m from you could become a casualty

Ouch

I swear I ain’t tryna hurt no body

And just because you pray to God dont really make you Godly

Southwest where the squad be

Them boys be chasing broccoli

Shout out Dojo Andy C.C.

and my kinfolk Bobby (Bobby)

Bring it back

They probably somewhere rolling up cheifing big (Big)

Hell I don’t judge em I’m still outhere tryna teach the kids (Kids)

That you ain’t gotta flip a zip to get a decent crib (Crib)

Still tryna understand why Mimi feels she needs to strip (Needs to strip)

Yeah

Cause Mimi went to school with me

And even though I ain’t smash she always kept it cool with me

Never was late to class never got hit with truancy

How you always in class end up shaking your booty meat?

Damn

I don’t judge her I don’t judge her

I’m certain when she smothered in dollars them bills is covered

That booty a conductor

She moving mountains like Usher

Just never thought the swan would be entertaining the buzzards

Damn

That probably flew over your head

I hate I feel like the sound of Houston is dead

I hate that radio got boys out here cooning for checks

I swear my whole city in jeopardy word to Alex Trebek

Yeah

So this here for the legends

Like Fat Pack who dropped ghetto dreams in 97 (97)

Bringing Rap back cause it’s been a real rapper recession

Gotta pack straps cause jackers out here come with a question (Question)

Yeah, ETA been a blessing

Yeah, Half these thottys need intersession

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