Tekster:
Pat Green One For The Road

I guess you couldn't play second fiddle to my old guitar Like an old man drinking down at the tavern Well I was one for the road and now you're headed

I guess you couldn't play second fiddle to my old guitar Like an old man drinking down at the tavern Well I was one for the road and now you're headed

road'll get rough when A toy mc, gets the heart to pull a bluff and There's no laughter, cause the one that I'm after Is smashed, for that reason you

, it's Texas Fo' Life [x4] I'm coming, I'm coming down R.I.P. to Pimp C Hawk, Moe, nomtombout? DJ Screw, Fat Pat, all the fallen soliders everybody we

so i stole my daddy's cadillac and head on down the road i had a grin from ear to ear with each and every mile i was headed for the border man and

Souf, Juicy J, Project Pat, DJ Paul the king of Memphis Cock 'em up Hypnotized minds, HCP, hypnotized camp posse We finna do this for all you thievin

grade She didn't even know she caught my eye We dated for a little while back in high school I thought that one day she'd be my wife The road took a

hog the road 24/7 nigga, I stay blowed And all the hoes say H.A.W.K., is thoed It's the great one, brother of the late one The straight one, when I bust

carpet still on the blue side [Project Pat] They locked me up just like 2Pac and I went plat-ti-num Laid it down for a calendar I'm right back at them