[Verse 1: ?]

If you fucking with Texas, you fucking with the best

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If you fucking with Texas, you fucking with the best

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If you fucking with Texas, you fucking with the best

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If you fucking with Texas, you fucking with the best

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[Verse 2: AZ]

I had a block locked, but took a fall, now I'm off my feet

I gotta eat, so it's back to these fuckin' streets

And I won't grow 'cause I'm a old timer

I bring the drama to any nigga, his babies or his fuckin' mama

I got a look like Tevin Campbell

But still I gamble, hustle and scramble

'Cause money is muscles in this damn zoo

And in order to make it, you gotta take it

Be it boom, blast, booze, bend or break it, but don't fake it

That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas' bloods I spilt

Took what thеy built, flippin' they drug game on tilt

'Cause in Nеw York, dealin drugs is a sport

You either sell it, smoke it, shoot up or snort

Either way, you're caught

And since I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it — sky's is the limit

No more bein' some motherfucker's lieutenant

Shit! From this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly

Yeah, it's either doe or die