Paul Wall - Texas Kool-Aid lyrics

[Hook: Young Dolph] I'm down in South Memphis drinking on that Texas Kool-aid (mud) Out in Chi-Town drinking on that Texas Kool-aid Out in MIA drinking on that Texas Kool-aid Just like these n***as jury I swear these n***as [?] Down in ATL drinking on that Texas Kool-aid Out in LA smoking kush and drinking Texas Kool-aid Just like these n***as jury I swear these n***as [?] Down in Houston, Texas drinking on that Texas Kool-aid [Verse 1: Young Dolph] Got piston on me, and a pint of f**ing raw (mud) Got strong in my swisher, and your b**h in my car R.I.P Pimp C; I'm still sipping bars (the pimp) n***a a blind man can see that I'm a f**ing star No matter wherever I'm at I'm drinking screw juice Out in New York City drinking on that Texas Kool-aid Crack the sealing; I ain't drink no H20 in two days Its Thursday night, so I ain't drink no water since Tuesday (damn) Nah I don't sip red; I drink purp (what) Last night I fell asleep up under your b**h skirt Woke up this morning; brush the residue off my shirt Now I'm headed to South Memphis, to my trap to go to work [Hook] [Verse 2: Paul Wall] Whats the deal; I keep it realer than a double seal Some Norco and Xanax, triple k** It came straight from Walgreen's, because I'm that ill But enough with all that dry snitching; Imma yeild My partner Pascal got a snow cone maker full of mud And South Memphis drinking DJ Screw getting full of that good Have you ever smoked a backwood extendo Try that sh** one day and have your brain froze In Kansas City, but I'm chiefing on that coughing k**er Split these boppers then I trash em like tobacco filla 5 grams, 4 swishers; I call that a forilla Rest in peace to my boy Big Moe; put an 8th; tell me who realer [Hook]