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short texas - dj screw lyrics

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[intro]
chronic in the air, jamming nothing but screw
d*mn, n*ggas in the south over drip
chronic in the air, jamming nothing but screw
this is for you bustla ass n*ggas who wanna do me
chronic in the air, jamming nothing but screw
d*mn, n*ggas in the south over drip
chronic in the air, jamming nothing but screw
d*mn, n*ggas in the south over drip

[bun b]
ay yo, welcome to the world of s*h*o*r*t
texas where them trill ass n*ggas be livin naughty
rollin’ up ho’s like turtles in half a sh*ll
open up my trunk and let’s see what i have to sell
i got the dope, if you ho’s got the paper
and if you a faker then you’ll meet your f*ckin maker
cause i ain’t takin no sh*t on my guts
the ugk posse got the big big nuts
yo, so who’s a bold b*tch?
try to make a sale, you betta bail before they find you in a ditch
this dope ain’t yo dope and these cuts ain’t yo cuts
yo, but this is my 12 gauge in your m*th*f*ckin guts
don’t make me pump this b*tch and unload
beat your feet m*th*f*cka, hit the m*th*f*ckin road
and don’t even try to come back n*gga yo
cause me dre and c got fingers on a fat trigger
we making too much money moving weight
and before you hit my cuts, you better get your sh*t straight
cause it ain’t safe to just try and show your ass up
street sweeper booming cold blow your ass up
and ain’t n0body scared to blast
we pull them triggers fast
and then we bailing on your b*tch ass
but if your sh*t is legit, then you can join my crew
u.s.t. graduating class of ’92 in short texas
[hook]
and ain’t n0body scared to blast
d*mn, n*ggas in the south over drip
and ain’t n0body scared to blast
never had love for these [?]*ass hoes
and ain’t n0body scared to blast
d*mn, n*ggas in the south over drip
and ain’t n0body scared to blast
we pull them triggers fast and then we bailing on your b*tch ass

[pimp c]
i don’t give a f*ck who you be!
you ain’t bout to sell no f*ckin dope in p.a.t
you could be tony montana in this b*tch
have a boat load of dope, but you still ain’t selling sh*t
cause we don’t know your face so i don’t really figure
we gon let you come up and sell dope from texas n*gga
see you don’t understand, it’s our m*th*f*ckin cuts
so step in, like i said before, we’ll take them m*th*f*ckin nuts
ask the last n*gga brought his f*ckin ass down
trying to sell that f*ckin dope he bought in h*town
couldn’t sell in houston, so i guess he figured
i’mma go to port arthur and run them f*ckin n*ggas
brought his f*ckin gun, guess he should’ve bust
so they took his sh*t and put his d*ck in the dust
stupid ass n*gga had the nerve to come back
rolling on the cuts in his white cadillac
got to the block and the guns just exploded
shot his car up with the 9, and the clip that he unloaded
sent the n*gga home to his momma like a ho
they jacked all his money and they stole all his dope
can’t be trill in the villa of the trillest
cause where i’m from n*gga house some m*th*f*ckin k!llers
so have your sh*t attached, before you come check us
pimp c, b*tch, p.a. home, short texas
[scratching]

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