(feat. H-Town All Stars)


[Intro: Lil' Keke] 

Big terrible Texas 

It's where legends are born 

I'm Lil' Keke The Don 

Original Screwed Up Click 

It's a dedication to DJ Screw 

Fat Pat, Big Mello, Big Steve 

Feel it? 



[Chorus: Lil' Keke] 

Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about 

Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about 

Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about 

Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about 



[Lil' Keke] 

I'm draped up and dripped out, the truth has just slipped out 

84's, Red Doors, Candy Apple Flip-Flop 

Got them boppers dripped out cause my drop tip top 

Purple Cup, Screw Us Up, that's what keep the streets hot 

Don P, Bun B, Please Free Pimp C 

Hydro, Super Flow, know these boys feeling me 

Come to Houston, Texas and see swangaz and 'lacs 

And don't forget to tell the people that the legends are back, yeah 



[Slim Thug] 

It's Slim Thug showing H-Town love 

Used to hit the club on dubs, acting bad on scrubs (thats right) 

Mad spokes and leather, 24's or better 

Boys say they riding candy but my load is wetter 

The roads for compeitors when they see the two letters 

They'll never ever ever ever ever get on my level (thats right) 

Me and Bun together caked up with clout 

Staying draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking about? 



[Chamillionaire] 

The city is back, just look at the map, thought we wouldn't get in the game 

I'm sticking my dick up in the game and bustin in that like a train 

I'm hitting that mayne, look at this grain I'm grippin, I'm fixing to swang 

My bumper doing the body rock and my trunk is doing the crane 

Now who in the hell was able to tell the world it wasn't my bang 

I turn up the beat and I'm cracking the street, the city we started to train 

The world is looking like Texas mayne, just watch how they pick up the slang 

Just show 'em your grill and pick up some drank and watch how they do the same, Hold up mayne 



[Paul Wall] 

What it do baby, It's Paul Wall, Players rise while haters fall 

Got Fo's crawling in the 54 on the service road, I'm obeying the laws 

I stay shining like headlights and I stay crawling like head lice 

Just like a boy but I play the dice, them twos and threes ain't nuttin nice 

Them threes and fours I'ma roll fo sho, fo's and vogues, we call 'em swang 

My partner Bun B bring the pain, Wanna know what I rep? Just check the chain 

In the hood is where I hang, On South Lee, that 5-9 

He dippin oil, He drippin candy, From P-A to H-Town, It goes down 



[Chorus] 



[Mike Jones] 

I stay draped up, dripped out, Drop the top when I'm flipping out 

Candy low on 84, (How you know they Fo's?) they poking out 

Ice Age and Rap-A-Lot, Pimping hoes in the parking lot 

Diamonds shining in my grill, you can see 'em if its dark or not 

When I'm out in the limelight, I make sure I shine bright 

I'm in the drop with the glock cocked, you know I keep that iron tight 

I'm getting brain from a tight dame on North Maine in the turning lane 

I'm young and rich talking alot of shit, I guess its because I'm having thangs 



[Aztek] 

I'm still draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout 

Fighting over parking spots, bustin in the parking lot 

(Next two lines in Spanish) 

Now put your blocks up, Now put your sets up 

Fuck that nigga over there cause I think he said something 

Have to take 'em with a clip out, with the click out, dont give a shit bout 

Til he gets out, Free Pimp C, we draped up and dripped out 



[Lil' Flip] 

I told Bun when you need a verse, just holla 

You know how we do it, you don't gotta spend no dollars 

I'm puffin dro, bangin screw, and riding fos 

Middle fingers in the air, you know how it goes 

Stash spot with weight in it, Candy paint with blakes in it 

Trunk got the bass in it, One liter with eights in it 

Swisha sweet with haze in it, you know I'm blowed 

Four row diamond chain, you know I'm pro 

Johnny got me right huh? 80 karats, bright huh? 

Hit the button, pop the trunk, watch the neon light jump 

I'ma keep folding bread til Pimp hold his head 

We miss you DJ Screw, man I hate you dead 



[Z-Ro] 

Down to ride red but I'ma ride blue in the turning lane looking just like Screw 

300 Crissy, don't think they doors, Everybody know Z-Ro's flow is ferocious 

I keep a ride with the daytons in the deck, Might be deep 22 drank in the whip 

You can keep the sherm but you can pass the cup, My cadillac rolling on glass and wood 

Would I knock a jacka down when his ass get up, Hell naw, this is playa from the chest to the nut 

Screw was here he said I would come up now the radio requesting my stuff 

Gotta keep a smif n wesson to buss cause the better life keep me stressing enough 

Is this rap for real, is it a blessing or what?, Screw I hope I see you when they wet me up 



[Bun B] 

This is H-Town, Texas, tell me how does it look? 

Taking over the rap kitchen and we ready to cook 

You can hear us whipping the beakers coming out of the speakers 

Stepping up some fresh hard for you out of town peakers 

We got 3rd Ward, 4th Ward, and Southside G's 

Plus Southwest and Bloody Nickels rollin 83's 

It's Houston, Texas motherfucker, you know the name 

We'll see you in February for the All-Star Game 



[Chorus - repeat 2X]