I Do This Shit For Pimp C b***h So What The F**k
Is Up
Step roll niggaz still take your f**kin nuts
UGK 4 Life n***a none shife n***a
And you can get it by the pistol or the knife n***a
No more days b***h I ain't got the time
I got bitches on my d**k and money on my mind
The South is on my back I told it like Atlas
And you can never pack this you ain't had the practice
Crack shit street talk hood life thug shit
All that and then some started this drug shit
Cookies we cooked that highway we did that
Paper we stacked that bodies we hid that
Rich wrapped and packed up and stamped with the logo
Now we got it hoppin just like a pogo poppin like the popo
Word to my D C niggaz on Go go
Ask em they know bro
Cause you know what it is you ain't got to ask
We gettin down to biz n***a do the math
Somebody check the clock and tell em what the's time
Cause I'm a trill n***a I get down for mine
I get down for mine I get down for mine
Cause I'm a trill n***a I get down for mine
I get down for mine I get down for mine
Cause I'm a trill n***a I get down for mine
Primetime player first class flyer
High life liver luxury good buyer
I'm a modern day pariah tell it like Richard Pryor
And won't stop rockin til I retire
So call me siah the Underground King
I'm known to let em hang to the floor it ain't a thing
The first one to swing the first one to bang
These p***y niggaz sweet I think they sippin on the Tang
Dang that's when keepin it real goes wrong
Singin the same old song take off your thong
Say you wanna get like me then try harder
It's more than just some gangsta Nikes and a Starter
You got a father I know he ain't proud
He probably wished he would of pulled out no doubt
You've been a b***h since birth
No lie And you gon be a b***h on the day that you die
I get down for mine
I get down for mine
I get down for mine
I get down for mine
I get down for mine
I get down for mine
I get down for mine
You motherf**kers ain't ready for the return of original trillness
Imitated never duplicated on some real shit
I pull your card then I pull the steel
And then I pop it now tell me how them bullets feel
Kneel bitches say I got that whip appeal
When they see me rin on candy grippin wheel
Oh not goin for bad b***h I'm goin for broke
And you already know it's fire when you see the smoke
You already know it's fire even before we spoke
And you know you gonna see the gun fire when he loc
And like a beast spoke splash on em and smash on em
Then fire up the swishy sweet and leave the ash on em
Cause Bun B is a winner put your cash on em
Or cash out cause I'm layin his ass out
Soon as I pass up that's when they pass out
n***a I'm the first goin in and I'm the last out
