Boss Hogg Outlawz

Boss Hogg Outlawz - It's Going Down lyrics

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[talking]

Houston Texas mayn, it's going down

Round here mayn, feel me mayn

It's going down, round here

[Hook x4]

It's going down (it's going down)

It's going down (it's going down)

It's going down (it's going down)

And you know, it's going down

[Kyleon]

You can tell by my mouth mayn, I'm so South mayn

Like Carrol's on Monday night, I'm so South mayn

Know what I'm tal'n bout mayn, when my clan roll up

We the ones got your mouth dropping, hollin' man hol' up

We got a fo' po'd up, the dro rolled up

It's a new Hogg in town, that got the flow sold up

I got your hoe sewed up, cause the drop is holding

The bumper kit's reclining, and the top is folding

I'm a grain gripper, candy paint stain dripper

84 swang flipper, and a lane to lane switcher

White cup in my hand, and a gang of chain nigga

And a fresh banana clip, for orangatang niggaz

This for them cities in Texas, that swang and bang nigga

All of my ballers, doing they thang with a gang of change nigga

So watch the trunk just pop, and the front end hop

I'ma swang on these boppers, I'ma clown these knots nigga

[Hook x4]

[Slim Thug]

It's going down, in that H-Town mayn

Candy grills and swangs, it's a H-Town thang

Boss Hogg Outlawz, is my H-Town gang

Nawf'side is the side of H-Town, that I claim see mayn

I'm from the land of the playas, even though a few hate

If you ball you play ball, or you moving that weight

I represent for my city, represent for my state

I stay on the go, but you better check my place

I'm a Houston Texan, home of the Rockets

Hell yeah we country boys, but we got deep pockets

It's Slim Thug the Boss, and Killa Kyleon

And C. Ward, representing on the song for home

Pull out your map, check the bottom of the USA

Down here in Houston Texas, yep that's where we stay

Where them Boss Hoggs play, candy blue over gray

If it's crunk at the club, you gon hear my town say

[Hook x4]

[Chris Ward]

It's going down like the Stock Market, after 9-11

Better yet, like the top on my drop 9-11

When I step inside the place, I get respect like I'm a veteran

Cause around here playa, I'm the Dude like Devin

It's the home of the N-Ron, scattered and all that

If that ain't Crook-ston Texas, what do you call that

Hmm, I guess it is a H-Town thang

To be a born city slicker, and have that H-Town game

It's the birthplace of top droppers, and trunk poppers

Old school Cheve hoppers, 84's and 4 droppers

We drop on rise customized, on super sized choppers

And candy paint make women faint, and turn 'em to boppers

And there's no one that can stop us, or slow us up

Boyz-N-Blue we holding it down, and blowing shit up

And you already know, it's C. Wiggity-Weezy baby

And where I'm from, we off the higgity-heezy baby

[Hook x4]

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