[Hook (x2) - Throw'd, the Unstable] Get the homies, grab the crew, Hennessy, apple juice Texas, that's how we do. Getting thowed, driving screwed [Verse 1 - Throw'd, the Unstable] I pull up, in a blue truck All the homies stoned, Medusa Rev the engine, finna bounce 5.7 litre hemi and I'm 40 oz'd I'm from Texas b**h, no way I drive in one lane Stop trying to tell that that f**ing sign said one way Cruising through the heat, if you're trying to complain Get the f** out my truck, b**h you could sunbathe Ba** is high, faces low My baby glide, mop 'n glo I'm turning hella necks, but it's only 'cause my stereo I chill in Central Texas, representing San Antonio Shout out, all my family stay in 210 Fiesta City, yeah that's my home Driving downtown, all I smell is straight optimos Have my way with a dime broad in the Alamo [Hook (x2)] [Verse 2 - Throw'd, the Unstable] Nasty hoes down there though and I would never eat them More blood and semen than cabin f**ing fever But SATX is my home Hardcore motherf**er from the 'tone So many souls are fragile like a house of gla** furniture Throw'd, the Unstable, and this is Ma** Murderer