"Ya muthafuckin right". "Cause where I'm from nigga, house some motherfuckin killas". [Mitch:]. Aiyyo Bun, there's a lotta niggaz out there. That's dissin Big Tyme and U.G.K. man.
Let me see it, let me see it. Let me see it, let me see it. Let me see it, let me see it. Let me see it, bend over and let me see it. . Let me see it, let me see it.
(Andre 3000 with "I choose you babe!" in the back). . So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see. Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be.
Dear Lord, I know You don't condone. The things I be doin' out here in these streets. And I hope that, I pray that You can overlook. The wrong that I had done in my life.
Bun B:. Wicked man walk it like i talk killa twista in a swisha cigar your trill figga for reala/ i know you think you know me homie but you ain't even close/ just pay me what you owe me slowly 'fo' we butter yo' toast/ we chilly most some classical 'ol school rock ballers/ twenty somethin' year old legends tight playin' shot callers/ knee slappers toe tappers and g shakers/ and the high cappers thigh slappers we in vegas/ with the chips tight dips and big sweets on they lips/ as a stretch limousine flips and the yellabone strips/ we get it crunk we gone sip promethazine so don't trip/ don't be worried bout my choppas boppas get ya own whips/ i aint roam to grip woodgrain mane it's like a blessing/ candy paint make me feel like a saint/ i know i aint/ but i'm as close as somebody from the street get/ cause i watn't scared to jump in the game and get my feet wet/i'm gonna be free.
Hi life. We livin' that hi life. Hi life. We livin' that hi life. I'm tired livin' f**ked up, tired of livin' bad. Tired of grandmama telling me. When you gonna go to church Chad.
UGK. Underground Kings. Hit The Block. Get that cheese, hit the block, get that cheese, hit the block. G-Get that cheese, hit the block, get that cheese, hit the block.
(CHORUS:)got a young brown stallion and she twenty years old, when she pop it from the back you see that harry asshole, got a young red stallion and she twenty years old, when she pop it from the back you see that harry asshole, got a young yellow stallion and she twenty years old, when she pop it from the back you see that harry asshole, got a young white stallion and she twenty years old when she pop it from the back you see that harry asshole.
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's. For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese. I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's.
ooh ay ay. ooh ay ay. ooh ay ay. its akon and ugkayyy. and ugkayyy. and ugkayyy. its akon. . that girl she got me the way she movin in place. bendin over spreadin eagle all that ass in my face.
Intro (pimp c):. Where the hoes, where the hoes. lookin', lookin', tighten up, tryin' to tighten up. where the hoes, where the hoes. check it out. Verse 1 (pimp c):.
Uhhhhhhhh ~!. If you know like I know you would get down on the flo'. I keep a magnum for they back and I keep a swisha full of 'dro. We can get down for my dime and we can f**k, on the low.
(Intro/Hook - x2). "Got front and back, and side to side" ---> MC Ren. "Got front and back, and side to side". "Got front and back, and side to side".
Check it out, 1996, bitches still suckin on dicks. Hoes just trippin' mayne. Choosin, they men by what kinda cars they drive. What kinda keys you holdin.
I got the feelin that I. Got the feelin I (keep feelin you). I got the feelin that I. Got the feelin I (keep feelin you). I got the feelin that I. Got the feelin I (keep feelin you).
(Intro/Hook - x2). "Got front and back, and side to side" ---> MC Ren. "Got front and back, and side to side". "Got front and back, and side to side".
(feat. 3-2). . [Bun B]. A bad day for the niggaz in my click. I just got had a call from a bitch at the PA P.D. that's on my dick. It's seems the drug situation is so tow up.
Hold up, smoke somethin' bitch, uh, uh. . Everybody want to know why the airplane was late. I was waitin' for whitey to get my fuckin' paper straight.
[Pimp C]. Comin through, bumpin' screw, blowin' sweet red hair. Dickey's slippin' I ain't trippin it's a family affair. If ya click ain't family' then ya click ain't shit.
You lost yo' spot when you went pop. CD flopped, you ain't hot.. But the game been good to meeeee.... (Hol' up, hol' up bitch!). You lost your cars, and yo' house.