Texas Meskin

Bla-Bla-Bla-Blaze on the Beat Bay City, Texas ridin' 'round in the hood with my amigos Good dope in the automobile lookin' like burritos Bay City, Texas ridin' 'round in the hood with my amigos Good dope in the automobile lookin' like burritos Shootin' yoppas at ya mama's house, bullets go in through the peephole Got your girlfriend at the crib, and she be actin' like a freak hoe I'm a Southside steppin' Texas Meskin Ridin' 'round three deep, me and Smith & Wesson Hold it up with the yoppa and pop him, teach his ass a lesson You can tell that that's OT 'cause his ass always flexin' Wrong gang I'ma hit his thang, bop him in his brain Smoke him like some Mary Jane, know'm sayin' mayne? Take your bitch to the crib and run a train toot toot I'm the ca-ca matter of fact, I'm the doo-doo Gold in my mouth from the Dirty South Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, that Mexican OT too cool Run through the back, get the check get the loot Get it crackin' with the static, I let him have it kaboom (pow, pow) Ha-ha, yeah Like who fuckin' with me mayne? You understand what I'm talkin' bout' for real mane? Stop playin' with me You understand what I'm talkin' 'bout? Whole lotta this whole lotta that goin' on A yo, is that That Mexican OT? Bro I'm proud of Southside I'm from 9-7-9 If I say "I'm down to ride", I really mean "I'm down to die" You could run but can't hide, quiet like a samurai Put 'em clippers to his head, my barber say he down to ride She ain't talkin' 'bout no money, make that hoe kick rocks Put them beams on his body, it's lookin' like chicken pox I been beatin' up my pockets, I got them big knots I'ma rock out on your block, got drums on big Glocks I'm Texas made gettin' Texas paid That moreno Mexicano be gettin' in both lanes I'm sippin' on dirty drank smokin' on big dank Tippin' on fo'-fo's ridin' in the candy paint Mama told me, "Look, Son, I'm a gangsta, and it run in our blood" I ain't know I was gonna grow up and turn into a thug Put a yoppa in my hand, I let it rain I let it flood No Kevin Gates when I say "I got it straight out the mud" I got curls in my hair, I ain't ridin' no waves I'm a Dirty Bay baby, and I'm here to stay I'ma cut 'em in half better get out my way I be rockin' all white, walk around with three K's Ronald McDonald, I got a Big Mac Bullets make 'em flip like crack 1-2-3-4 bitches in the back, I be pimpin' like that Suck and fuck for some money then they get right back Dirty Bay baby the bitches love me niggas hate me I'ma put some with them yoppas and choppas up and display Gettin' the MAC, and then I run through the back and I started bangin' Confiscated body parts I'mma leave that lil nigga brainless Drip too hard, he can't ride this wave I'm from Southside Texas where we sittin' sideways Like a kid outside, I don't never play games I pull up with that big ol' yoppa, I'm hoggin' up the space In the kitchen, I be whippin' the chicken, it's finger lickin' Money mission what I'm gettin' lil bitch, I'm about my business Big Crippin' no need to mention, it's purple when I be pissin' Big ol' tuca, I be grippin', cock it back then I'ma kick it Ridin' 'round with a fuego, I'ma give his ass a halo I'ma make his ass lay low, switch to a Draco It's gon' do what I say so I ain't gettin' caught, case closed