[Intro: Submotion Orchestra]
It's all yours
It's all yours
It's all yours
You don't need nobody else because all that you need is me
(Money Posse)

[Chorus: Slim Thug]
H-Town—
H-Town—
H-Town reppin' 'til I'm dead
From the Tre to the West, to my G's off the state
Boys out here gettin' bread, and reachin' our goals
Behind tint with the windows closed, when I ride on four-four's (Okay)
H-Town reppin' 'til I'm dead
From the Tre to the West, to my G's off the state
Boys out here gettin' bread, and reachin' our goals
Behind tint with the windows closed, when I ride on four— (Okay)
H-H-H-Town reppin' 'til I'm dead—
H-H-Town reppin' 'til I'm dead, reppin' 'til I'm dead—
From the Tre to the West, to my G's off the sta—
(Ghetto Boy)
From the Tre to the West, to my G's off the state

[Verse: Slim Thug]
I'm rollin' on 4's, with the windows closed
Dro smoke up out my nose, lettin' the trunk do shows
Playafali on my toes, gotta show the world I'm havin' change
So I bought a candy Cadillac, up on them thangs
Hurtin' boys, mane, Thugga gotta represent
I stay lit up behind that five percent tint
I stay bent on the daily when I'm in the hood
Shinin' like a superstar when I grip the—
Pieced up, smellin' good, gotta stay fresh
And show the world I'm blessed, everytime my voice up in your deck
Wreck on the mic, and I wreck on the 'vard
Every season somethin' hard, comin' out my garage, I don't barr it
[Chorus: Slim Thug]
H-Town reppin' 'til I'm dead
From the Tre to the West, to my G's off the state
Boys out here gettin' bread, and reachin' our goals
Behind tint with the windows closed, when I ride on four-four's (Okay)
H-Town reppin' 'til I'm dead
From the Tre to the West, to my G's off the state
Boys out here gettin' bread, and reachin' our goals
Behind tint with the windows closed, when I ride on four— (Okay)

[Outro: Slim Thug & Submotion Orchestra]
(It's all yours)
H-Town reppin' 'til I'm dead—
(It's all yours)
H-H-H-Town reppin' 'til I'm dead—
(It's all yours)
From the Tre to the West, to my G's off the
(Money Posse)
Tre to the West, to my G's off the state
(Ghetto Boy)
(You don't need nobody else because all that you need is me)