Lucky Luciano - From the SD to H-Town lyrics

[Lucky Luciano in cellphone] Yeah The Playa Made Mexican in here, representin' Know what I'm sayin' Lucky Luciano, puttin' it down My n***a, Lil Rob, know what I'm talkin' about [Lil Rob] Kick 'em off [Verse 1: Lucky Luciano] Y'all grindin' famous, all about our paper Lil Rob and Lucky Lu', puttin' it down for the gangstas (Yeah) And the players gettin' paid Distributin' thangs (Uh) Hit the highway, trunk full of c**aine Cook a brick and make two, then put the stamp back on it My bad, I'm only hungry, had to step out on it (Hah) H-Town rider Screens and a visor Pa** me my lighter, 'tique with the diamond Lucky Luciano, I'm a Texas pimp (Yeah) I eat steak and shrimp, until it make me rich (Biotch) Fifth wheel fallin', this some real ballin' Cadillac crawlin', '84 flossin' Shinin' gold grin, Playa Made Mexican (What) Catch 'em at the tele with a yella and a friend (Uh) Rocks on my neck, bops on my dick I been wreckin' for a while, I can't stop this sh** Break: Fingazz {*scratching*} "From S.D. to H-Town" {*scratching*} "From S.D. to H-Town" {*scratching*} "From S.D. to H-Town" "Lucky Luciano, Lil Rob, that's the breakdown (Yeah)" [Verse 2: Lil Rob] Jump in the 'Llac I'll be right back, I gots to go (I gots to go) And do that sh**, these vatos find to be impossible (Yeah) Lil Rob, the remarkable Comin' back with an arsenal (That's right) Stickin' flames, don't you mix up with all these lames (With all these lames) See my life, this ain't no game (Heh) I can still get Insane in the brain Some things'll never change, I'm still the same (Still the same) In my khakis, in a white-tee, in my Nikes (Yeah, yeah) And it might be (Uh huh) Know what is, they wanna be, just like me (Just like me) Put it down for the brown, from S.D. to H-Town Lucky Luciano, Lil Rob, that's the breakdown (Yeah, that's the breakdown) We break it down, it might be hard for you to take it down So hard Our life at calles stay, I'm scrapin' down (Yeah) The ba** is bumpin', and we're always, into somethin' Puttin' cracks up, on the wall, where cucarachas crawl (Yeah) We stand tall With our heads up, and they don't fall, no, not at all I thought you saw, I keep on shinin' just like Armor-All