(*talking*)
Ha, hold up out the Shop looking good
Know I`m tal`n bout, Rayface out the Shop
Slim, them boys out the Shop
It`s going down, know I`m saying
Me, C-Styles and Big Sin, 2002
Drop L-Dogs looking good, this how it go down
Know I`m saying, er`body acting bad
Believe that Troy, this how we gon do it ha
[Hook]
Man I`m in my drop-drop, rolling on the chop-chop
Boppers gon bop-bop, but it don`t stop-stop
Third Coast`s finest, feel what we spitting
Like a platinum Rolex, we just roll we ain`t ticking
Balling in the mix, gotta get the drank mix
Ooh fool, this is what we do
Throw up a deuce, then we just smash
E, Slim and C watch us mash for our cash
[Slim Thug]
I top drop on 4`s, and pop trunk on hoes
I`m closing candy do`s, free on blow snow
From the Tre to the Fo`, in my topless dancer
It`s that elbow pouncer, yellow bone enhancer
I can make you catch cancer, cause I smoke so much
I stack do` so much, I wreck the flow so much
I get much respect, when I come down your block
And what you call rags, but we call drops
When my trunk unlock, the whole block gon stop
Cause I`ma make the boppers bop, and your mama call the cops
I got five T.V.`s, playing DVD`s
While me and three G`s, blowing on three trees
And it`s 80 degrees, top dropping weather
The weather done got better, I`m lied back on leather
A young trend setter, whenever I ride
I`m top dropping worldwide, representing H-Town
[Hook]
[E.S.G.]
I`m out the Shop don`t stop, my top dropped for the summer
Everything dipped in chrome, from my rims to my bumper
Low pro Yokohamas, eight fifteen`s knock
(*beeping*), remote control air shocks
Trunk pop hang flip, flop I`m on the tip-top
Two liter Sprite, bout to hit the sip spot
Haters get got, got a stash spot for glock
Infrared dot, protect the rocks in my watch
Dump it like a Sasquatch, when it chop your block
Nuts the size of watermelons, did you see tell him we hot
Got the game in a headlock, we coming through
While them haters shoo-shoo, we run choo-choo`s
Like hoo-doo, we put hexes on niggaz
T.V.`s in the headrest, DTS`ing these niggaz
Best in Texas nigga, so back-back fool
We ride with heat, the size of Shaq`s shoes
[Hook]
[C-Styles]
Drop top trunk pop, I`m mashing fast
Pop my trunk I show my glass, I`m acting a damn ass
A screen on my dash, size of computer screens
You can hear the six fifteen`s, and the V-dozen machine
I`m pulling up mean, and my candy still dripping
Mix the Sprite with the lean, and I`m still sipping
Got Mr. Q-Y, and them haters set tripping
I got the Lexus back, and I`m S-Class flipping
I swang to the lot, to get the drop PT Cruiser
Throw the boy out the roof, representing Bogalusa
We slamming E.S.G., we got`s to get the Cardiers
Cause we ball like Jason, Dujan and Battier
Sixteen-five for a bird, so nigga quit hating
In Texas they ride swangs, in Louisiana it`s daytons
Screens fall no hesitation, my trunk still shaking
And the four 18`s, got my Neons breaking
[Hook]
[E.S.G.]
Drop, tops
Swang on bops, fuck cops
Whoa, no
That`s how Dirty South niggaz roll
