it You had a chance you blew it, so now it's my turn If you not from round here, you boys will learn that [Hook] [H.A.W.K.] Southern hard hitter go-
Let me attack just like the black cat You in the wrong neighborhood, check the map Hooo, you've got to go for backup To do what you gotta do So you'll
out Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin' eyes out I'm insane by a long shot, hey Chuckwick Bill a.k.a Charles Libre A short nigga with
while you broke niggaz sleep It ain't no telling 'bout this click, 'cause you know we don't play It be forever and a day, with that H A W K It's the
3 [H.A.W.K.] Back Back playa raise up off me Shit that a stick is hotter than a cup of coffee Your mistakes a cost me when you messing with my stash
take off your clothes Lord knows ain't no time to play Commence to fuckin' and-a suckin' on the H.A.W.K. Wanna be a baller, shot caller Twenty inch
take off your clothes Lord knows, ain't no time to play Commence to fuckin' and a suckin' on the H.A.W.K. Wanna be a balla, shot caller Twenty inch
Hogg Outlaw niggaz [Hook] G-A-N-G-S-T-A, B-O-S-S H-O-G-G O-U-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas [Slim Thug] It's him Slim, T-H-U-G But it's true
h-town's facin' Did a lot of wrong, but mom, stay calm, cause now I drop bombs on cd-roms Your raps get pimpslapped, you kickin' bubblegum Only real niggas know
most You boys are like bread not butter and toast They can't even come close, they done already told ya Like the H A W K and a screwed up soldier Screwed
smoke a hoe Smoke a hoe, smoke a hoe, smoke two, smoke a few Got my motherfucking crew, now what you wanna do? B U S H W I C K blowing niggas away Doing
eyes out I'm insane by a longshot, hey Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre A short nigga with some lonnnnng nuts Drop you dead in your bed now I'm ready
I'm still living [H.A.W.K.:] See a friend in need, is a friend indeed Not just being cool, cause I smoke good weed Not sitting round me, with a trick
, y'all boys talk down Like you didn't know T, everytime I came around Now when you hear me, I'ma put you on stall And don't say nothing, when you see
and I'm a pass, not my nigga H.A.W.K dogg - I'm a miss everytime I think about him when I'm drivin, I'm a just (I'm a just) [Verse 2: Pimp C] I'm a
the [? ], wrapped in chrome, you better get a chaperone [Chorus: w/ ad-libs in background] If you know like I know, you should lie low Killa, I used
how it feels getting hit with a drill caps we peel high as a hill and you know the crowds I thrill and from here on to Nashville you know we lookin trill
H.A.W.K.'s memory Day-Lee I stop and stare, gaze in the air Knowing that nothing is impossible, through hope and prayer So my big bro, I know you know