(*ad-libs*)



(Chorus: Russell Lee)

Sometimes I feel like I don't have a problem

Sometimes I feel like my only fear

Is the city I live in, the city of Houston

Lonely as I am, together we ride



[Happy P]

These motherfuckers be hating on me, and they hating on us

Cause our city's moving up, it's over what what

Well you can suck my dick, you can thank a nigga when

Cause we gone bring it to your ass fa sho what, huh



[Rasheed]

Uh 59 I-10, forty five

Six to the 88, hitting all sides

We all ride, the city ain't a small tie

Wanna explore, well let me be your tour guide



[Max Minelli]

Cadillac pure coat, white pearl

When I pull out, they swear I'm moving white girl

But I ain't with that, I make sick beats

I hit my homie Toe Roll blowing big sweets



[Grimm]

In the Southeast telephone rolling on drop

Sitting at the light like I got a knot on the side

I'm gone punch it once it turn green

Let my rubber burn clean like it done served me



(Chorus)



[Low G]

Me and my flow, flow for my dough

Ride so clean 54 when I come to the show

Deuce double O, deuce is my word, word is my derb

You fuck with the move and you'll be done with desert



[Baby Beesh]

Well now the po-po's won't leave my ass alone

I'm on the 6-10 loop by the Astro Dome

I'm in the city where them laws get tough enough







Pulled over with a pocket of that fluffy-fluff



[SPM]

Man, my kind I'm as pure as the snow

And my words stay way below zero

All my life I been different, niggas telling me it's cool

But partner it really isn't



[Max Minelli]

I'm coming down from the booth cause