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Swishahouse | Short Texas Outrolude Lyrics (Dragged And Chopped Pt. 6: All Hard No Soft)

  • Artist: Swishahouse
  • Album: Dragged And Chopped Pt. 6: All Hard No Soft


Ay Yo, welcome to the world of S-H-O-are-T
Texas where them trill ass niggaz be livin naughty
Rollin up hos like turtles in half a shell
Open up my trunk and lets see what I have to sell

I got the dope, if you hos got the paper
And if you a faker then youll meet your fuckin maker
Cause I aint takin no shit on my cuts
The UGK posse got the big big nuts

Yo, so whos a bold bitch?
Try to make a sale
You betta bail
Before they find you in a ditch

This dope aint yo dope
And these cuts and yo cuts
Yo, but this is my 12 gauge in yo muthafuckin guts
Dont make me pump this bitch and unload
Get yo feet muthafucka, hit the muthafuckin road

And dont even try to come back nigga yo
Cause me Dre and see got fingers on a fat trigger

We makin too much money movin weight
And before you hit my cuts, you better get your shit straight
Cause it aint safe to just try and show yo ass up
Street sweeper boomin cold blow yo ass up

And aint nobody scared to blast
We pull them triggers fast
And then we bailin on yo bitch ass

But if yo shit is legit, then you can join my crew
U.S.T. graduating class of 92 in Short Texas

Niggaz on the track droppin shit about TX
As long as theres fiends thats them tax free dope checks
Young muthafuckas at the age of 16
Cookin up some llello for the local drug king

The markets not open so they call it closed circuit
Short Short Texas watch them hard thugs work it
5-0s on the scene make the all time drug bust
Out next week slangin some more white dust

Real, oh so triil, the lifes no glamour
At the end of my time is spent in a slammer
Fuckin up shit with the 9 inch chrome
So all you scary got-it-good young-ass bitches stay home

And if you get picked up by the laws
Dont cry cause its for a lost cause
Clientele ounce of llello, in jail make bail
From longs to short, its constant dope sales

Stupid muthafuckas smokin dummies and noids in jail
On U.S.T., Crack University
Home of the Fightin Fiends, the streets reimburse me
Cops findin my stash, yo what could the worst be

Through so goin undercover then turnin dirty
Bitch, Im dead and swole in a ditch
Just the other day, a fiend in your Lexus
Callin my name Blue Light, Im Short Texas

I dont give a f*ck who you be
You aint bout to sell no fuckin dope in P.A.T.
You could be Tony Montana in this bitch
Have a boat load of dope, but you still aint sellin shit

Cause we dont know your face so I dont really figure
We gon let you come up and sell dope in Texas nigga
See you dont understand, its our muthafuckin cuts
So step in, like I said before, well take them muthafuckin nuts

Ask the last nigga brought his fuckin ass down
Tryin to sell that fuckin dope he bought in H-Town
Couldnt sell in Houston, so I guess he figured
Imma go to Port Arthur and run them fuckin niggaz

Brought his fuckin gun, guess he shoulda bust
So they took his shit and put his dick in the dust
Stupid ass nigga had the nerve to come back
Rollin on the cuts in his white Cadillac

Got to the block and the guns just exploded
Shot his car up with the 9, end of clip the clip that he unloaded
Sent the nigga home to his momma like a ho
They jacked all his money and they stole all his dope

Cant be trill in the villa of the trillest
Cause where Im from nigga house some muthafuckin killas
So have your shit attached, before you come check us
Pimp see, bitch, P.A. home, Short Texas


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