Quarter to a Half lyrics

[Intro]
[Rahlo]
Whew, hard to do (OK, come on)
Yey Yey, yeah this Rahlo wit Pink Slip Records
We in the Club 30 and 40 deep
shouts out to all the promoters,
we comin to a club near you (chuuch)
30 or 40 deep
Pink Slip Records, we rollin up to yo shit
shuttin shit down, that's all we doin
WHEEEWW!!! (Yeah) Pink Slip Records
Ay what up (chuuch)

[Rahlo]
Rahlo got dem drugs yup back to the basics
starter pull over girbaud britches and k-swiss
we what that is hoe, you mad cause you aint this
well armed, surround a nigga like a bracelet
(errrrr) tech-nine stop a nigga like the brakes bitch
you dead unless you niggas dodging bullets like the matrix
special effects? stop it wit the fake shit
drug sales, record sales, nope he aint made shit
(yeah) old school (yup) stripes on the tube socks
left leg the money right leg the rocks (the rocks)
essay heysus on the block
fiends worship the rock like they worshiping God (chuuuuuch)

[Chorus]
Quater to a Half (Half) Half to a Whole(whole)
Fort Worth (Fort Worth) now i'm ridin on golds
Quater to a Half (Half) Half to a Whole(whole)
I'm a H-town (H-town) now I'm ridin on 4's
Quater to a Half (Half) Half to a Whole(whole)
I'm a Pink Slip (Pink Slip) now I'm riding on golds
Quater to a Half (Half) Half to a Whole(whole)
I'm a Texas (Texas) now im riding on (riding on) vougues

[JClay]
Yeah we ridin' then we switch whips
We give the drivers pink slips
Cruisin' down the lane with this
Chicken little thick chick
The sky is fallin'
Naw that's just my arm is swolen, watch this
Star light, star bright, simulated sun light
Hatin niggas come fight
Be a victim of the bling sting
Blind 'em wit' the ring and ding
Mama No!!!
They seein' things
I got a signature ring so I'm autographin' foreheads
Ladies want a wedding ring, but I'm autographin' for *cough*
I'm mo fed, go head
Try and dis this dope kid
From Chi-town, my town, we don't back down
Til we go dead
5th Flow in this hoe deep
She fine and she gone peep
My sideburns and my goatee
I'm so cold the cold catch me, MAN!!!

[Chorus]

[Supreme]
Ima show you how to bring it back
Just watch how my paper stack
Lyrical chiropractor practically I can make it crack
Quarter to a half (half) and half to whole (whole)
That a hooptie to a Nav from a Nav to a Rov (Rov)
A roofie to the hash from the hash to blow (blow)
From a groupie in ya cab to a pad full of hoes
The proof is in the cash not the path that I go
So I guess I made an ass out of asses that’s in the whole
Its Pink Slip baby
5th flow pays me
The DJ plays me
And hoes go crazy
Haters hate hating me
Hustlers embrace me
Cause I make the product the products they don’t make me.
(what's Supreme, it's ya boi)

[Chorus]