Artist: E.S.G. f/ Bun B, Slim Thug Album: Owner's Manual Song: Wish U Wood Typed by: Lil Hustle Huh, now what you know about them Texas boys Huh, huh [Bun B] Say mayn you know who it is, and yeah you know what I do Oh yeah you know where I'm from, and just how I'm coming through You know it's R.I.P. to the Pimp, and also for Screw For Moe, Pat, H.A.W.K., Steve, Gator and Mello too Oh yeah this H-Town baby, you already know Boys steady bang steady blow, and they steady po' Now we done told em befo', and we done showed em befo' But I'ma put it out there again, so you know from the do' In them 2011 J's, 2011 cars Putting the cameras, on these 2011 stars Making it crystal clear, so it's no confusion There's no substitution, cause we repping for Houston Now some call it Two-ston, and some Clutch City Where the cars and the women, look so damn pretty Oh yeah you hear me, it's going down here And if you ain't down with it, then don't you come around here [Hook] (Uh, now what y'all know about them Texas boys) Coming down in candy toys, smoking big talking noise (uh), Mississippi Lousiana Arkansas, Florida, Georgia and Alabama Rep your block rep your set, let me know it's all good And if you don't bang, just represent your hood Say I wish a nigga would, wish-wish a nigga would Wish a nigga would, I wish-wish a nigga would [E.S.G.] We on the way playground, the purple and green paper Home of independent bosses, Lil' J's and Tony Drapers Bun B's and Pimp C's, Slim Thee's and E.S.G.'s Ducking F-E-D's, come with quarter G's Drew Brees Fo's trees, be teasy kush fo' the trill Peyton Manning with the canon, I can hit the whole field Trunk popping like pills, we big Benz silly boppers I'm good with the chopper, and I ain't talking helicopters Blocka-blocka, it's over you dead You a fo' power line flow, I'm over the head Candy blue black or red, you can tell when I come The big three and I don't mean Dwyane, Bosh and Lebron huh (*talking*) This how it go down, cause we stay bringing heat Know I'm tal'n bout, three bosses getting it in Yeah I was born in the Boot, but I moved to the H Cause the prices cheaper, so get with me g'eah [Hook] (Uh, now what y'all know about them Texas boys) Coming down in candy toys, smoking big talking noise (uh), Oklahoma Carolinas Can't forget Tennessee, yeah the whole South behind us Rep your block rep your set, let me know it's all good And if you don't bang, just represent your hood Say I wish a nigga would, wish-wish a nigga would Wish a nigga would, I wish-wish a nigga would [Slim Thug] H-Town Texas, candy cars and bar Neighborhood superstars, and plenty fine broads Southside stay stunting, riding red turning heads Northside still blue, boys ducking them FED's Ery'body bout bread, trap stars grinding 24-7, that's why ery'body shining Johnny got boys blinding, jewels is a fool Riding round with the tool, if you snooze you lose Paid dues in the House, nowadays days I'm the boss Me and E still stunting, breaking boys off Been getting to the money, over ten years strong And they wanna know why, Thugga paper so long Grown man swag, when I'm popping bitch ass I chopped off the braids, but my bitches ain't mad In a million dollar pad, yellow bitch acting bad Go down in H-Town, we bout that cash Thugga [Hook] (Uh, now what y'all know about them Texas boys) Coming down in candy toys, smoking big talking noise (uh), New York to L.A. Detroit, Chi-Town, Arizona, V.A. Rep your block rep your set, let me know it's all good And if you don't bang, just represent your hood Say I wish a nigga would, wish-wish a nigga would Wish a nigga would, I wish-wish a nigga would Huh, now what you know about them Texas boys Huh, huh - 2x