right It's your love How does it feel It's your love How does it feel (x2) *intermezzo* It's your love How does it feel It's your love How does it feel
or right It's your love How does it feel It's your love How does it feel (x2) *intermezzo* It's your love How does it feel It's your love How does it feel
Traduction: Texas. Comment il se sent.
want, But your heads gotta be worth it Still what I mean is Your brains gotta send chills through my penis 'Til I feel like a geinus Look at it from a
ain't startin with u girls It's Mac (it's Mac) It's Mac jump back Dumb raps and my lungs is black Uhh yeah it's mac, say it again Chest collapse when
front of me, I'ma let you know And if it hurts you to hear it, don't come around a real nigga no mo' Take your feelings out your pockets, cause it means
Southside Houston Texas, that's where I stay I do it for my state, Texas on the plate And if I sell crack, I'ma move heavy weight It's the Young Don,
strokes for different folks, so we choose to cutthroat We ain't riding, on no horses down here We get it how we live, that's why it go down round here
bitch Beef with me nigga, and you can find out How I murder niggas with my lyrics, I ain't gotta pull my iron out Take it how you wanna take it, i don
on the South-sill fa-lil, bitch. Guess that's just how it is. Fucking with us southside niggas. Fuck it, I guess that's just how it is man. We don't give
Yes indeed, H-Town, it go down Lil' Flex, Z-Ro, Big Mello Know what I'm saying, you boys can't stop us man Unstopable, feel me, yeah They got to feel
ice, but ice can't take my problems away But it sure feel good to know that I can blow twenties Z-Ro a money making machine dollars no pennies Nigga please, it
strokes for different folks, so we choose to cutthroat We ain't riding on no horses down here We get it how we live, that's why it go down round here
After we deal with it we rap about it and then it make us hot Fuck your crime rate and murder rate, running up on Houston Texas Well it be fuck y'all
shout for the third coast, feel that Z-Ro the Crooked nigga, Z-Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don And it go down, and it don't stop cause it can't stop
On pen and paper, and right now, they fin to let You know how it is, it's a chance, God bless us Allah, you number one [Wood] Well it's my return, and
