Текст и слова песни Paul Wall – They Don't Know ( Mike Jones )
They don't know what that scar about
They don't know what that bar about
They don't know what that candy car about
Or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas
3rd coast born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay, all ready
What you know about swangaz and vogues?
What you know about purple drank?
What you know about poppin' trunk
Neon lights and candy paint?
What you know about white shirts
Starched down jeans with a razor crease
Platinum and gold on top our teeth
Big ol' chains with a iced out piece?
You don't know bout' Michael Watts
You don't know about DJ Screw
What you know about, "Man, hold up
I done came down and what it do"?
They don't know about PAT
What you know about free Pimp C
What you know about the Swisha house man
What you know about the SUC
We keep it playa, ain't no fake
When we holdin' plex whenever haters hate
We listen to music screwed and chopped
Down here in this lone star state
Outta towners be comin' around
Runnin' they mouth and talkin' down
But you don't know nuttin' about my town
Either hold it down or move around
They don't know what that scar about
They don't know what that bar about
They don't know what that candy car about
Or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas
3rd coast born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
Mike Jones, me and Paul, we actin' a fool
When screens fall, I'm packin' a tool
I'm Texas raised, Texas made
We grind daily, no minimum wage
I represent the home of candy cars
Screw music and purple bar
Trunk bangin', fifth hangin'
84's and vogue swangin'
Belt-buckles, we wear in Texas
Rag-tops lay down on Lexus
Diamonds shinin' from grillin' necklace
Haters hate 'cuz we well respected
Paul Wall and Mike Jones
Who one of the throwedest on the microphone
We sittin' high on 20 inch chrome
Tryin' to get our shine on
I said, Paul Wall and Mike Jones
Who one of the throwedest on the microphone
We sittin' high on 20 inch chrome
Tryin' to get our shine on
I crack a smile and show platinum mouth
Every time I rap, I rep Swisha house
I spit a verse and head straight to the vaults
5 G's for me to even open my mouth
They don't know what that scar about
They don't know what that bar about
They don't know what that candy car about
Or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas
3rd coast born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay, all ready
Hold on, hold up a second
'Cuz boys comin' down blue or red
Down here pimpin' ain't dead
Grindin' daily to stack my bread
I from the place where girls jump fly
Now a days the brauds pimp brauds
'Cuz they got more game then most these guys
You'll get set up and then you'll get robbed
You don't know about chunkin' a deuce
You don't know about a south side fade
Down here we be ridin' D's
But you don't know about choppin' blades
Texas southern or prairie view
What you know about battle of the bands?
Down here we got ghetto girls
Like wings, chicken or Timmy Chan's
You can catch me ridin' swangs
What you know about sippin' syrup?
You don't know about pourin' it up
Purple drank, some speeches slurred
You don't know about the way we talk
Boys say we got country words
But I don't really care what you heard
'Cuz you don't know about the dirty 3rd
They don't know what that scar about
They don't know what that bar about
They don't know what that candy car about
Or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas
3rd coast born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
They don't know what that bar about
They don't know what that candy car about
Or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas
3rd coast born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay, all ready
What you know about swangaz and vogues?
What you know about purple drank?
What you know about poppin' trunk
Neon lights and candy paint?
What you know about white shirts
Starched down jeans with a razor crease
Platinum and gold on top our teeth
Big ol' chains with a iced out piece?
You don't know bout' Michael Watts
You don't know about DJ Screw
What you know about, "Man, hold up
I done came down and what it do"?
They don't know about PAT
What you know about free Pimp C
What you know about the Swisha house man
What you know about the SUC
We keep it playa, ain't no fake
When we holdin' plex whenever haters hate
We listen to music screwed and chopped
Down here in this lone star state
Outta towners be comin' around
Runnin' they mouth and talkin' down
But you don't know nuttin' about my town
Either hold it down or move around
They don't know what that scar about
They don't know what that bar about
They don't know what that candy car about
Or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas
3rd coast born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
Mike Jones, me and Paul, we actin' a fool
When screens fall, I'm packin' a tool
I'm Texas raised, Texas made
We grind daily, no minimum wage
I represent the home of candy cars
Screw music and purple bar
Trunk bangin', fifth hangin'
84's and vogue swangin'
Belt-buckles, we wear in Texas
Rag-tops lay down on Lexus
Diamonds shinin' from grillin' necklace
Haters hate 'cuz we well respected
Paul Wall and Mike Jones
Who one of the throwedest on the microphone
We sittin' high on 20 inch chrome
Tryin' to get our shine on
I said, Paul Wall and Mike Jones
Who one of the throwedest on the microphone
We sittin' high on 20 inch chrome
Tryin' to get our shine on
I crack a smile and show platinum mouth
Every time I rap, I rep Swisha house
I spit a verse and head straight to the vaults
5 G's for me to even open my mouth
They don't know what that scar about
They don't know what that bar about
They don't know what that candy car about
Or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas
3rd coast born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay, all ready
Hold on, hold up a second
'Cuz boys comin' down blue or red
Down here pimpin' ain't dead
Grindin' daily to stack my bread
I from the place where girls jump fly
Now a days the brauds pimp brauds
'Cuz they got more game then most these guys
You'll get set up and then you'll get robbed
You don't know about chunkin' a deuce
You don't know about a south side fade
Down here we be ridin' D's
But you don't know about choppin' blades
Texas southern or prairie view
What you know about battle of the bands?
Down here we got ghetto girls
Like wings, chicken or Timmy Chan's
You can catch me ridin' swangs
What you know about sippin' syrup?
You don't know about pourin' it up
Purple drank, some speeches slurred
You don't know about the way we talk
Boys say we got country words
But I don't really care what you heard
'Cuz you don't know about the dirty 3rd
They don't know what that scar about
They don't know what that bar about
They don't know what that candy car about
Or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas
3rd coast born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay
К сожалению, прослушивание недоступно в данный момент
