Do it for H Town

[Intro - Chamillionaire, Slim Thug, & Trae tha Truth]

Chyeah!

Major pain baby, you know what I'm talkin bout?

Slim Thugga

Chamillitary maine

Boss hogg gone low

Trae tha Truth

Huh

Hold up

Chyeah

Still representin this Texas

Nawfside

To the fullest R.I.P Pimp C we miss you my nigga

S-S-Southside

Mmm-hmm, come on, yeah haa ha ha

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

We hear em talking dine

But we still

On the grind

Crawlin' slow

Tippin' dine

But we do it for H-Town

We back up on the rise

Feeling good

Feeling fine

Poppin' trunk

Tippin' dine

But we do it for H-Town

Tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Tell tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for H-Town

Tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Tell tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for H-Town

[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]

Even after the Ozone Awards is over

We still feeling like ain't nobody colder

Still throwing twenty inch swangs on the Rover

Candy like they dated twenty fifth of October

I told ya'll to chill with the instigatin'

You say you from the H and its instant hatin'

We started the trend you imitatin'

These swangas and Vogues these isn't Daytons

Seen us doing it in Harlem Knights

Say we do it big then you boys is right

Spending more dough than you saw in ya life

And that's just what ya boy spent on the dice

Instigatin' you instigatin' we gon' hold it dine yeah ya'll asee

Hate won't ever live as long as me

End of the bullet where the karma be

Why you wanna try to come talk to me

Try to ask me if Rick Ross still a G

Journalists need to get up off my D

Him and E-Class always kept it real with me

The rap game looking so childish lately

Told me the industry is bound to break me

Can't let the fakeness dominate me

Step up in the streets say it's time to pay me

Ain't never been a friend of the industry

I ain't never been a friend of the gimmicky

I ain't never been good with the chemistry

But let me tell ya'll clowns what its finna be

Texas ain't as hot as it was so they say we ain't as worth as much

Ringtone rappers, actors, dancers, trappers, they just outworking us

50 Cent working way harder baby

And Lil Wayne was working harder too

All of us was getting street paper but that was way before Carter 2

If you from Texas and a Screw head, then when I wrote this Verse I swear I thought of you

Another clique should've came behind us we already showed what working hard would do

Paid the price to live the major life but when we hear the hate we tell boys to chill

Bun B the main Texas rapper holding Texas up right now for real

Pimp passed we should've learned from that we ought to all be helping Bun rep the trill

Rep the swangs

Rep the paint

Rep the bang

Rep the grill

Seen Pat in a red Lincoln seen Slim Thug in a photo drop

So I had to chop off the roof take a picture of that and call it photo chop

Been riding clean

Since Rodney King

Martin Luther's Dream and chrome monoblocks

All of us been repping Texas baby one thing I know is that it sho' don't stop

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

We hear em talking dine

But we still

On the grind

Crawlin' slow

Tippin' dine

But we do it for H-Town

We back up on the rise

Feeling good

Feeling fine

Poppin' trunk

Tippin' dine

But we do it for H-Town

Tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Tell tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for H-Town

Tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Tell tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for H-Town

[Verse 2: Slim Thug]

H-Town nawfside

That's where the boss ride

Haters get ya mouth wide

Ya insides outside

Talking down on my side

Naw we don't play that

Where you say that will be the same place you lay at

We been sipping drank by the pint since way back

We been candy paint on them '4s since they made that

Hop up in my fly ride, watch the top lay back

Rather flip a drop 'Lac before I flip a Maybach

Wonder why I say that

I'm so hood

And it ain't shit better than this leather and the wood

Got my diamonds looking good and my hand on remote

And I'm tucked in that buck while I float like a boat

Looking clean like soap

Diamond rope on my throat

And I'm feeling presidential please vote for the hope

If we vote for ya hope

Please answer one note

Let us get in mo' dough

Everybody going broke

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

We hear em talking dine

But we still

On the grind

Crawlin' slow

Tippin' dine

But we do it for H-Town

We back up on the rise

Feeling good

Feeling fine

Poppin' trunk

Tippin' dine

But we do it for H-Town

Tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Tell tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for H-Town

Tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Tell tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for

'Cause we do it for H-Town

[Verse 3: Trae tha Truth]

King of the streets, four days no sleep

Paint wet as hell with reptiles on the seats

Trunk got an attitude yelling out when it speak

Pissed off the top it been lost for a week

Slab looking like Shaq by the way it post up

Guaranteed to hit haters no less than close up

Niggas mad 'cause the south done rose up

Like Yao Ming big swangs on trucks

Find me in the hood on a couple of blocks

With a couple AKs and a couple of Glocks

No work in the trunk for a couple of stops

Duffle bag when I pay away a couple of cops

I dedicate this to Hawk and Pimp C

Moe and Fat Pat, Screw and Lil E

I rep them the same way I rep TDC

If it wasn't for them then what would I be

With diamonds I'mma stay shining bright

H-Town all day and all night

I chose the pace to come take the throne

'Cause some of these niggas ain't living right

We slowed up shit and we changed the game

Copped the old school and we changed the frame

And wave the trunk that reads 'I Am the H'

Anything the same, you better change ya name

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

We hear em talking dine

But we still

On the grind

Crawlin' slow

Tippin' dine

But we do it for H-Town

We back up on the rise

Feeling good

Feeling fine

Poppin' trunk

Tippin' dine

But we do it for H-Town

Tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Tell tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Cause we do it for

Cause we do it for

Cause we do it for H-Town

Tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Tell tell them boys it's time to lay it dine

Cause we do it for

Cause we do it for

Cause we do it for H-Town