Blunt Boxes, Beer Cases Video (MV)

Smokin blunts by the boxes
Drinkin beers by the cases
Momma taught us right from wrong
But these Houston streets is what raised us
Living in a world so cruel
Violence dont seem to amaze us
Dying an early death
Seems to be the only thing to save us
Smokin blunts by the boxes
Drinkin beers by the cases
Momma taught us right from wrong
But these Houston streets is what raised us
Living in a world so cruel
Violence dont seem to amaze us
Dying an early death
Seems to be the only thing to save us
When i smoke the herb
It reveals me to myself
I just play the cards i was delt
And distance myself
From them scandalous bitches
Thats all about my wealth
And all them hoe ass muthaf*ckas
Thats bad for my f*ckin health
Make sho my presence is felt
Going after the nigga
With the championship belt
And puttin his ass on the shelf
Its out with the old
And in with the new
Throw them hands
Or pistol play
What the f*ck you wanna do
My niggaz stay drapped in blue
But i aint chunkin no gang signs
Write well between the lines
Treatin this track like some pussy
Cuz im fixin to make this hoe mine
Send chills down bitches spines
And f*ck up
These hataz minds
Im still repping for them niggaz
That got them lac seats on recline
Im so far from 2009
And 2011
Im all in
And in it to win
Causin a sin
Its the Murda and the 1-4
Living like bosses
Holdin it down
Cuz the nawf
Aint takin no mo losses
Smokin blunts by the boxes
Drinkin beers by the cases
Momma taught us right from wrong
But these Houston streets is what raised us
Living in a world so cruel
Violence dont seem to amaze us
Dying an early death
Seems to be the only thing to save us