Bun B - They Don't Know lyrics

[Hook: Various Samples] They don't know what that star about, they don't know what that barre about They don't know what that candy car about or smokin that jar about Texas is the home of the players and pimps Showing naked a**​ in the great state of Texas Third coast born, that mean we're Texas raised Texas motherf**er​ that's where I stay (already) [Verse 1: Paul Wall] What you know about swangers and vogues (what) What you know about purple drank (what) What you know about poppin trunk (what) With neon lights and candy paint What you know about white shirts (you don't know) Starched down jeans with a razor crease Platinum and gold on top our teeth (what) Big ol' chains with a iced out piece (bing!) You don't know about Michael Watts (nuttin) You don't know about DJ Screw (nuttin) What you know about - MAN, hold up! I done came down and what it do? (already) You don't know about P.A.T. (uhh) What you know about FREE PIMP C What you know about the Swishahouse man (what) What you know bout the S.U.C. (nuttin) We keep it player, ain't no fake We be holdin plex whenever haters hate (okay) We listen to music Screwed and Chopped Down here in this Lonestar state Out of towner's be comin around Runnin they mouth be talkin down But you don't know nuttin 'bout my town Either hold it down or move around [Hook: Various Samples] They don't know what that star about, they don't know what that war about They don't know what that candy car about or smokin that jar about Texas is the home of the players and pimps Showing naked a**​ in the great state of Texas Third coast born, that mean we're Texas raised Texas motherf**er​ that's where I stay (already) [Verse 2: Bun B] They don't know what that cheese about They don't know what 83's about They don't know but that's how it be's about Or pour PT's up out They don't know about sippin oil They don't know about slabs that crawl They don't know about gettin amped Off three monsters wrapped in that four They don't about about RBJ's They don't know about Beltway Drive They don't know about Louis Manna Or Corbin Terry, them boys go live They don't know about bumper grill They don't know about puttin it down They don't know about H-Town Takin over the rap game and shuttin it down Bun B baby I rep the trill All about makin a dollar bill Grip the grain, drip the stain Dancin Swisha let's blow some k** I'mma keep it real mayne show my sk** Pop my trunk and show my bang Leave you numb like novacaine 'Til they free Pimp C, you know it mayne [Hook: Various Samples] They don't know what that star about, they don't know what that war about They don't know what that candy car about or smokin that jar about Texas is the home of the players and pimps Showing naked a**​ in the great state of Texas Third coast born, that mean we're Texas raised Texas motherf**er​ that's where I stay (already) [Verse 3: Paul Wall] Hold on, hold up a second cuz' Boys comin down blue or red (mayne) Down here pimpin ain't dead (ha) Grindin daily to stack my bread I from the place where girls jump fly (what) Nowadays the broads pimp broads (yup) They got mo' game then most these guys You'll get set up and then you'll get robbed (gone) You don't know about chunkin a deuce (nuttin) You don't know 'bout a Southside fade (nuttin) Down here we be ridin D's But you don't know about choppin blades (what) Texas Southern or Prairie View (what) What you know about Battle of the Bands (nuttin) Down here we got ghetto grub Like Williams Chicken or Timmy Chan's You can catch me ridin swang What you know about sippin syrup (nuttin) You don't know about po'n it up Purple drank so speech is slurred (what) You don't know about the way we talk Boys say we got country words (ha?) But I don't really care what you heard (okay) Cause you don't know about the Dirty Third [Hook: Various Samples] They don't know what that star about, they don't know what that war about They don't know what that candy car about or smokin that jar about Texas is the home of the players and pimps Showing naked a**​ in the great state of Texas Third coast born, that mean we're Texas raised Texas motherf**er​ that's where I stay (already) [Ad lib scratches to end]