Back To Front

[Hook: x2]

Back-back to the front, and to the side

In a Lac-Lac with a blunt, now where the light

[Kyleon:]

I'm in a Lac coming down, I'm gripping grain

Candy paint fifth and grill, on swangs

Hit a button trunk up, see the bang

Neon lights glowing what it say, I'm doing my thang

Southside Dead End, that's what I claim

Where 1-0-7 block nigga, that's where I hang

H-Town, home of the Rockets and the Texans

And we got the cheapest prices, cause we cop em from the Mexicans

Boys mug be on mean, when my drop in they direction

I got bananas on the choppers, I'll pop you if you plexing

My cigarella full of kush, cup full of drank

Layed back in the Lac nigga, fuck what you think

[Hook x4]

[Slim Thug:]

I push a big candy Lac when I ride, layed back on the hide

Trunk cracked beating that, front back side to side

I'm looking super tight, mashing through the red light

Puffing on the purple haze, trying to get my head right

Boss of the block, I got the city locked

Got Killa counting up the scrilla, big gorilla knots

Blue toys when I swang, with the Boyz N' Blue gang

Police piece and chain, coming down holding grain

Pop trunk with the bang, while I change like the lane

Looking like a blue train, mayn money ain't a thang

You know the name, Slim Thugga motherfucker

Not a rapper I'm a hustler, acting bad on these suckers

[Hook x4]

[Sir Daily:]

I'm in a candy fleet Caddy, on the dro sweet from Cali

Two prones trailing, and the fleet looking glassy

Everybody asking, who them boys there is

Po'ing up muddy cups, while the ball bats twist

Wood grain in my fist, wirst lit like a light

Fifth swang in my kit, as I sit at the light

I'ma drop it I'ma pop it, as I mash on the throttle

No soda straight lean, as I'm passing the bottle

S-I to the R, that Blue Boy star

You could see me from afar, I know you know who we are

So finessed in my whip, with a vest and a clip

I'm the king like Tip, as I strut down the strip nigga

[Hook x8]