Who the trillest,

the answer you thought you knew it,

you blew it thats why they drew it,

the pistol soon as it hits you,

you wish you never do it,

bang till your brain spew it,

Houston is full of sewege,

its true it ain't nothing to it,

they will do it act like you knew it,

see i ain't really got to prove it

look around and it show,

cause most of these n***** we use to know ain't even around here no mo,

but don't drown in your flow,

cause its deeper look around and hell no,

this ain't Cleveland it don't be frezzing but boys around here with snow,

redefining my hoe

they think she on the side when she wit em, she ridin and flippin in your car,

you see that wire that's sticking

out her bra federal car right behind him is picking his a** up,

but damn broh (damn broh)

they done found them a victim, (damn)

walk with me through that spaceship city

where that 9 is the law

channal 13 preview that scene

who did that crime to that boy

walk in on that red carpet

ain't the kind the stars be walking on

chalk is shown (is that right)

outline with that scar (damn)

-Hook-

It's real on these streets

niggas be toting heat on these streets

puting bustas to sleep on these streets

playing for keeps in these streets

I ougth to eat off these streets

your momma weep

cause now you lay dead on these streets

x2 n****

-B.G.-

Where I'm from we play it raw

we cutthtroat and bout our business,

some call it New Orleans

but I nicknamed it Chopper City,

its the home of the Hornets

and the home of the Saints

but don't get that name twisted

we'll toss you off in a lake,

if you want work,

we'll tell you we got weight,

tax him 22 for a burner, flour, or cake,

n**** ride fly in benzes on 22s,

double back drop 26s under the H2,

i'm a fool wit it

hoes be like i want him,

fresh Dickie shirt over my tee with some bos and tims,

i'm a hot boy,

if you ain't know ask somebody

on Valence and Magnolia

i'm like the Don John Gotti,

don't try me or you'll end up a nobody,

on a front of a tee

with your people second line,

and its like that,

I ain't the one to size up,

cause if you do me that

then i'ma have to fie up

(Hook)

-Stat Quo-

Track bang, (track bang)

pimp ho like good game,

got damn shame

that boy there got good aim,

across the globe

he got pulled like hair strains,

Stat Quo the beast

Big Bread my nickname,

trunk pop the show

my verse is spiritual,

test me and your condition

will end up critical,

started from the A

why he spit so lyrical,

he not right for the hood

he a south coast miracle,

for the strippers, hustlas,

and common criminals,

9 to 5 workers, lieutenants and generals

? to struggle

the grind will injure you,

it takes more than crutches

to make it through

i'm telling you

(Hook)

-Soulja Slim-

What you're hearing is uptown

is y'all fimilar with that sound,

a hundred rounds will gun you down

put your b**** a** underground,

now i want you to know,

see i'ma general,

is there a heaven or hell

tell me where the killers go,

my pill busting slow,

fill up the dro,

i'm bout to tell em

what they need to know don't f*** wit us we creepin low,

he out that 13th, he out that 17th,

i'm out that muthaf***in 3-9

who want beef,

i'll be damn if grown killas stay humble,

i could get ya killed

without uppin the bundle,

Magnolia that's my project

never call it a jungle,

keep a spot on the block

and a key of dope to fumble,

i'm down south hustlin,

get paid in many ways,

if your lick ova a hundred g's

i'm comin to bust yo head,

i say f*** the feds

and i'll say it again,

from the streets to the pen

I play the game to win

(Hook)