H Town

(Hook) H town in my cup, OG in my blunt Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt Keep that H town in my cup, OG in my blunt Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt Keep that H town in my cup, OG in my blunt Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt Keep that H town in my cup, OG in my blunt Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt (Nipsey Hu$$le) Bitch I’m makin moves, 6 on 22’s Walk inside my house, all you see is views Flat screens on the wall, white folks in the hall Make 100 racks and tell my bitch to count it all It was us against the odds til niggas played they cards All we did was ball, look how they did my dog All these pretty broads, all these foreign cars Made a grip to lose it all, it was the rise before the fall But I’m still going H town in my cup, kush still blowin Strike my nggas up, they know it’s still rollin Crenshaw on my shirt, they see they boy blowin (Hook) (Cobby Supreme) Every time that I go, niggas know that I go off Pull up in that white Benz, yea baby I’mma show off And all my niggas salute me, like a nigga was Adolf Hitler, you better hide yo bitch ‘cause I’ll get her, I’ll get her Nigga and I bet you you'll miss her, I don’t want her But if a nigga did then she a goner But man I’mma gonna hit a corner Take a hit of this weed and sippin some of this pour up Got niggas salty at me ‘cus yo dream bitch is my main slut These diamonds heavy on me and yo baby mama she wanna fuck Her home girl Tiffany, nigga you know she wanna come Come and roll with me, what you call that? A threesome (Hook) (Dom Kennedy) Tell er it’s my turn and watch the girl get turnt on Some zig zags and OG, it’s time to get my burn on I make er shake that ass but she ain’t have no shirt on I do it just like Pac, nigga I ain’t had no shirt on My money come in lumps, love only come once You the nigga she got But I’m the nigga she want I told er leave on the pumps ‘cus it’s a perfect occasion Her body lookin amazing and my pockets looking Caucasian And you niggas salty at me but I’ll slap yo face off Then I'll buy yo job, then you gonna get laid off Make 35 million, then I’m just gon shade off By 2015, nigga I be paid off ‘Cuz (Hook) (Skeme) Purple all in my bitch, money up and just lift Slow paper, off spit Get mo paper off pitch Got a hublot on my wrist, bad bitch on my dick Cartiers on my eyes and got my clear sight on my grip It’s that Dom Cobby and Nip Add me on i'm here That west side still the best side, got a mack 11 on hip I sip that same shit that killed Pimp Same shit that killed Skru Got these dollars split with my crew Plus we stay shittin PU PS, we just, the best, Khaled That’s that Louie, that’s Cliquot, Balenciagas and Ballys This that pistolss and palm trees, my palm raise a profit Saw that west side and then locked it Got yo girl heart in my pocket, word (Hook)