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[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 bitch, no way I drive in one lane
Stop trying to tell that that fucking sign said one way
Cruising through the heat, if you’re trying to complain
Get the fuck out my truck, bitch you could sunbathe
Bass 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 fucking fever
But SATX is my home
Hardcore motherfucker from the 'tone
So many souls are fragile like a house of glass furniture
Throw’d, the Unstable, and this is Mass Murderer











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