lui et Je vous laisse toi et lui, mais Cherche plus dans mes yeux a lire S'accrocher a rien, y a rien de pire...allez trace... Refrain Laisse la ! Matt
Pas notre amour, qu'tes affaires ne nous blessent pas A chaque pas en avant notre vie va a reculons J'ai peur de l'affront ! Allo ! Refrain Matt Je voulais
de seuf, teuf, alcool, bedo et de toi Malgre ca mon thug lui honore ma difference, frerot Laisse Flex, B.U.S.T.A., code 3.0.0.9.7.7 Matt Houston Nes
Quand je m'assois et que je pense a yesterday A squatter les blocs ou les MJC Un jour tu m'as pris et tu m'a mis debout Il est temps pour moi de te dire
Avec "Manix" vu que ton homme se manque Pour un rodeo sur "Backseat" ou un hit sur les ondes C'est D.E.F ex-Bond et Houston Matt Tu peux flaner tous
ce mic Cet univers de ciment eprouve Au point qu'il en laisse meme des stigmates D'ou cette zique, d'ou le style de Sat, d'ou le style de Matt Refrain
the Bronx fo' sho' Got squares blowing that Cali Drove muahfucker And I off shot like Aly Mo at the rucker Yeah the bird Flipper in Houston with the surve
Chicago! And L.A.! Houston! And New York City! And don't forget - Cincinnatti!) I live in America! I live in America! [Verse 3] [Kid Ice] No matter
I got lazy making fifty a week But when that fifty sunk to ten I woke up out of my sleep I don't compete with other ballers I inspire myself Self-Emplyed
if you're sleeping with me (baby) As the years, they pass us by We stay young through each other's eyes (Each other's eyes) And no matter how old we
like crack The next things on me [Jim Jones:] Some of them be talkin but "snitches" what we call em I be gettin guap way from Houston down To Harlem! (
bitch Hey, come diss me off if you know how to rap bitch I'ma be in Houston Texas FUCK ASS MOTHERFUCKER! [Chorus: x3] [Lil' Matt] I'ma be at Houston
Like Dj Spanish Fly That's when I was at Houston Even at Screwstum I never met Dj Screw but he was friends wit Lil' Flip and his crew My other friend
(feat. Lil' Ed) [Lil' Ed:] Howdy Partnaz, welcome to Houston Texas The home of candy paint and Houston Oilers Whoops their gone, in Sucka Free God dammit
' Matt king of tha biggest tat Motherfuck, motherdamn, mothershit ain't chit chat I'm wit my niggaz Koopsta, Crippsta and Mexican Lil' Matt [Lil' Matt
in the back Down in Houston, sidding sideways, chucking the deuce Popping them bottles, getting blasted over cups of that juice Dizzy stukes, niggaz blowin' off Bobby, like Whitney Houst
: Whhhheeeerrreee AAArrrreeee No matter what they say nothings fair in love and war You can't believe it for a second, you can't believe it for a second
