Gangsta Grillz featuring MIKE JONES AND KILLA KYLEON

I like them gangsta grillz. Riding through like did you see those big wheels. Pop the trunk and let me feel, I got chills. Now what you know about balla, shot calla. Now won't you tell me' what it do where I'm from. I'm from Houston, keeping it screwed up. Ain't what ya used to, tippin' on fo fo's. On the north they stay braided up, stay south faded up. I see ya with ya candy paint. Do you got them dollars man. It's all about the heavyweight. Let me hear ya holla man. Houston you know what it do. Let me hear ya holla. Toya just to much for you. Let me hear ya holla. I got a thang for them gangsta's with grillz. Top to bottom like he spending big scrills. So what ya in to. Tell me homie what's da deal. Cause I wanna be your baby driving you crazy. Cause we act a fool where I'm from. Houston Texas keeping it screwed up. And you can bet a thug is what I'm used to. Cause it's all I'm about. Want you to holla out. I see ya with ya candy paint. Do you got them dollars man. It's all about the heavyweight. Let me hear ya holla man. Houston you know what it do. Let me hear ya holla. Toya just to much for you. Let me hear ya holla. Running four tires four spinning like a ceiling fan (fan). Seats recline smoking pine with will in my hand (hand). Diamonds shining gangsta grill look like a hundred grand (grand). Now it's a Texas thing man you wouldn't understand. And we got that country grammar just like the St Lunatics (yeah). That's how we be doing it. Cause round here it ain't about the cattle bro. Cause boys sitting fat with stacks taller than the Alamo. I see ya with ya candy paint. Do you got them dollars man. It's all about the heavyweight. Let me hear ya holla man. Houston you know what it do. Let me hear ya holla. Toya just to much for you. Let me hear ya holla.