H.A.W.K. - Country Rap Tune lyrics

[H.A.W.K talking] H-Town Takin da game to anotha level Rappin the country western Texas 2 steppin H-A-W-K Pokey Towdown It's about to go down Boy trendsetta I need to let these people know that Towdown is a trendsetta maan! [Verse 1: Towdown] I'm from the land of longhorn and cattle We ride leather and wood Seatbelts with saddles Chrome wagon wheel carriages with candy paint From the tumbling weed we been blowin dank From sun up to sun down I lost that blood that's cold I'm 100 for 100 6 shooters let em know My duro stay lit My peeps be shinin Wanted dead red posters all ova the city I been robbin Ain't no decidin when I'm ridin I'm sluggin the chain Southside strangler rangler Draw arm and stranger The days are hot and long The nights are restless All my ex's live in the best little who*e house in Texas The devil's ridin dirty from Georgia to Tooasis I'm not Garth Brooks but I got friends in low places Howlin South is 1 Packin gats and stackin 1's Gotta know when to walk away And know when to run [Chorus: Joe Slaughter] The Dirty South is what it's about Poin up smokin out Keepin it hot like the middle of June It's the Texas Tycoons makin country rap tunes The Dirty South is what it's about Poin up smokin it out Keepin it hot like the middle of June It's the Texas tycoons makin country rap tunes [Verse 2: H.A.W.K.] I'm Houston's best kept secret Uncut and raw On this country western rap Take 10 steps then draw 1 of da coldest you ever saw And border outlaw Watch me shred this track like a Texas chainsaw Use adjectives and nouns Sippin drank blowin punds And all the d** I intake courtesy of Towdown Whoa now! I represent the Dirty South White cup in my hand Philly blunt in my mouth Bout to turn this party out It's the H-A-W-K Mr. ballin parlay And smoke my life away H-Town superstar Sippin soda mixed with barre Thought you never hear my lyrics over a ba** guitar My horses are cars With a V 12 motor And my wagon is a 4.6 Range Rover The game is over Settin them trends Now this country western rap is officially in [Chorus: Joe Slaughter] Repeat 1x [Verse 3: Big Pokey] They say Down South is what it's about We eatin beans and rice in the pots is what we got We got grease baby We got chicks and dirty tricks baby And that hydro is what we blow baby I spits the real Stay dress to kizzill From head to heel Getting my shine on I'm like a chandelier Parlay n***a at the park with a can of beer Wearin tight jeans With a mouth full of Scope Cold as a ice berg mouth full of gold Rap game John Wayne We did it befo A Texas Tycoon plus a freestlye pro Fo sho Down South Them hoes is thicka The slicka the wicka The hydro to the liquor Still my n***a it's hotta then June Ya love it when we spittin on the Country Rap Tune [Chorus: Joe Slaughter] Repeat 2x